I have been hesitant to post about Christmas because I wanted to have pictures to post with it, but instead of taking pictures we shot the event on the video camera,(its one or the other with us)and since I still don't have Max's B-day video up, it could be awhile. The Monday before Max woke up and threw up, so we took him to the doctor and he was put on anti biotics for a nose/throat/ear infection. This effectly canceled our X-mas eve plans since we didn't want to spread it around. Jeff and I did continue our tradition of opening our presents christmas eve after Max was in bed. I really like this tradition cause it allows us to enjoy the holiday and is very romantic. Christmas Morning Max woke up and was no doubt suprised to see us following him with video camera (lets face it he was suprised to see me at all since mama only gets up with him on Sunday mornings.) He walked into the living room where the play kitchen was waiting for him with pots, pans, and food. He didn't even think twice, he got right to work, picked up a salt shaker and started playing as if it was totally normal to wake up to new toys. It took a bit of prodding to get him to notice the elmo doll sticking out of his stocking. After that, he loved pulling stuff out of his stocking and opening his presents. We played and enjoyed the day. For dinner we went to our friend's the Evan's house. The turkey dinner was delicious! All and all it was a good Christmas.
And a Merry Christmas to all. Due to my invalid state, not many have been invited to my house to share in the festivities, so I thought I would share a picture of the village. When I was in high school my mom worked at a Christmas shop and fell in Love with Department 56 Villages. She helped us girls each pick one out and has purchased me many pieces over the years. I collect the original Snow Village which is a Norman Rockwell 1950's village. The first piece was the Pisa Pizza. For awhile there I got a lot of food joints and it was beginning to look like a food court. Last year when my mom visited she brought me a few houses and trees and it really all came together. There are always new pieces that are so cute, but I can't fit anymore onto my bar. Jeff's favorite is the pet store, Most people love the Mcdonalds, I am not sure which is my favorite. It's a bit odd that I would have something so Christmasy since I have already stated that I am a bit of a ba hum bug, but even I melt for the village.
So last week everyone I knew was sick or had sick kids. I felt bad for them, but secretly reveled behind their backs that it was not me. Oh how the mighty have fallen. I haven't had a cold this bad in a long time. There is something so shameful in a bad cold. The flu everyone understands and you can feel fine about not doing anything cause you don't want to move from the cold bathroom floor. A bad cold and you feel like if you could only get everything to stop dripping then you could get on with your life. So here I sit, kleenex everywhere, Jeff watching Max, doped on cold medicine, bored to tears and feeling guilty because I had planned on using this day to make fudge and pies for all my friends. But on the bright side it isn't too bad. About 4 years ago Jeff and I got the Roto Virus and man was it bad. I was basically naked on the bathroom floor for over 5 hours just wanting to die. (After the forth hour poor Jeff came in and threw a towel on me, thanks Honey.) If I could go back and remove that vile experience from my life I totally would, but since I can't I appreciate that it has given me a sense of perspective whenever I get sick. I haven't had anything, labor included (thanks to modern medicine), that bad since.
P.S. I figured that nobody wanted a picture on the chosen topic, so instead I have chosen to include the latest picture of Max.
