Showing posts with label Christmas. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Christmas. Show all posts
Saturday, February 21, 2009
Friday Photos! (continued)
I can't believe I forgot to include these with yesterday's Friday Photos!
Friday, February 20, 2009
Friday Photos!
Ho, ho, ho! Merry Christmas! Oh wait...it is February now, isn't it? Oh well, let's take a stroll down memory lane with some Christmas photos!
and taking a train ride with
This holiday season we did lots of fun
things like visiting with Santa...
and taking a train ride with
Frosty the Snowman.
When Christmas Eve arrived, our stockings were
hung by the chimney with care in hopes
that St. Nicholas soon would be there.
Look! Santa came!
And he brought presents!
He even ate his cookies...most of them
Emily & Abby wasted no time
When Christmas Eve arrived, our stockings were
hung by the chimney with care in hopes
that St. Nicholas soon would be there.
Look! Santa came!
And he brought presents!
He even ate his cookies...most of them
anyway...and gave the reindeer some carrots!
Emily & Abby wasted no time
getting to the goods!
Merry Christmas, everyone!
Even through all of the holiday merriment,
Merry Christmas, everyone!
Even through all of the holiday merriment,
we never forgot the reason for the season...
For unto us a Child is born,
For unto us a Child is born,
unto us a Son is given;
And His name will be called
Wonderful, Counselor, Mighty God,
Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace.
Isaiah 9:6
Friday, December 19, 2008
Saturday, December 6, 2008
A Mom's Letter To Santa
Dear Santa,
I've been a good mom all year. I've fed, cleaned and cuddled my children on demand, visited the doctor's office more than my doctor, sold sixty-two cases of candy bars to raise money to plant a shade tree on the school playground. I was hoping you could spread my list out over several Christmases, since I had to write this letter with my daughter's red crayon, on the back of a receipt in the laundry room between cycles, and who knows when I'll find any more free time in the next 18 years.
Here are my Christmas wishes:
I'd like a pair of legs that don't ache (in any color, except purple, which I already have) and arms that don't hurt or flap in the breeze; but are strong enough to pull my screaming child out of the candy aisle in the grocery store.
I'd also like a waist, since I lost mine somewhere in the seventh month of my last pregnancy.
If you're hauling big ticket items this year I'd like fingerprint resistant windows and a radio that only plays adult music; a television that doesn't broadcast any programs containing talking animals; and a refrigerator with a secret compartment behind the crisper where I can hide to talk on the phone.
On the practical side, I could use a talking doll that says, "Yes, Mommy" to boost my parental confidence, along with two kids who don't fight and three pairs of jeans that will zip all the way up without the use of power tools.
I could also use a recording of Tibetan monks chanting "Don't eat in the living room" and "Take your hands off your sister," because my voice seems to be just out of my children's hearing range and can only be heard by the dog.
If it's too late to find any of these products, I'd settle for enough time to brush my teeth and comb my hair in the same morning , or the luxury of eating food warmer than room temperature without it being served in a Styrofoam container.
If you don't mind, I could also use a few Christmas miracles to brighten the holiday season. Would it be too much trouble to declare ketchup a vegetable? It will clear my conscience immensely.
It would be helpful if you could coerce my children to help around the house without demanding payment as if they were the bosses of an organized crime family.
Well, Santa, the buzzer on the dryer is ringing and my daughter saw my feet under laundry room door. I think she wants her crayon back.
Have a safe trip and remember to leave your wet boots by the door and come in and dry off so you don't catch cold. Help yourself to cookies on the table but don't eat too many or leave crumbs on my carpet.
Yours Always,
MOM
P.S. One more thing... you can cancel all my requests if you can keep my children young enough to believe in Santa.
I've been a good mom all year. I've fed, cleaned and cuddled my children on demand, visited the doctor's office more than my doctor, sold sixty-two cases of candy bars to raise money to plant a shade tree on the school playground. I was hoping you could spread my list out over several Christmases, since I had to write this letter with my daughter's red crayon, on the back of a receipt in the laundry room between cycles, and who knows when I'll find any more free time in the next 18 years.
Here are my Christmas wishes:
I'd like a pair of legs that don't ache (in any color, except purple, which I already have) and arms that don't hurt or flap in the breeze; but are strong enough to pull my screaming child out of the candy aisle in the grocery store.
I'd also like a waist, since I lost mine somewhere in the seventh month of my last pregnancy.
If you're hauling big ticket items this year I'd like fingerprint resistant windows and a radio that only plays adult music; a television that doesn't broadcast any programs containing talking animals; and a refrigerator with a secret compartment behind the crisper where I can hide to talk on the phone.
On the practical side, I could use a talking doll that says, "Yes, Mommy" to boost my parental confidence, along with two kids who don't fight and three pairs of jeans that will zip all the way up without the use of power tools.
I could also use a recording of Tibetan monks chanting "Don't eat in the living room" and "Take your hands off your sister," because my voice seems to be just out of my children's hearing range and can only be heard by the dog.
If it's too late to find any of these products, I'd settle for enough time to brush my teeth and comb my hair in the same morning , or the luxury of eating food warmer than room temperature without it being served in a Styrofoam container.
If you don't mind, I could also use a few Christmas miracles to brighten the holiday season. Would it be too much trouble to declare ketchup a vegetable? It will clear my conscience immensely.
It would be helpful if you could coerce my children to help around the house without demanding payment as if they were the bosses of an organized crime family.
Well, Santa, the buzzer on the dryer is ringing and my daughter saw my feet under laundry room door. I think she wants her crayon back.
Have a safe trip and remember to leave your wet boots by the door and come in and dry off so you don't catch cold. Help yourself to cookies on the table but don't eat too many or leave crumbs on my carpet.
Yours Always,
MOM
P.S. One more thing... you can cancel all my requests if you can keep my children young enough to believe in Santa.
Friday, December 5, 2008
Santa's Politically Correct Christmas
Twas the night before Christmas and Santa's a wreck...
How to live in a world that's politically correct?
His workers no longer would answer to "Elves",
"Vertically Challenged" they were calling themselves.
And labor conditions at the North Pole,
were alleged by the union, to stifle the soul.
Four reindeer had vanished without much propriety,
released to the wilds, by the Humane Society.
And equal employment had made it quite clear,
that Santa had better not use just reindeer.
So Dancer and Donner, Comet and Cupid,
were replaced with 4 pigs and you know that looked stupid!
The runners had been removed from his beautiful sleigh,
because the ruts were deemed dangerous by the EPA,
And millions of people were calling the Cops,
when they heard sled noises upon their roof tops.
Second-hand smoke from his pipe had his workers quite frightened,
and his fur trimmed red suit was called "unenlightened".
To show you the strangeness of today's ebbs and flows,
Rudolf was suing over unauthorized use of his nose.
He went to Geraldo, in front of the Nation,
demanding millions in over-due workers compensation.
So...half of the reindeer were gone, and his wife,
who suddenly said she'd had enough of this life,
joined a self help group, packed and left in a whiz,
demanding from now on that her title was Ms.
And as for gifts...why, he'd never had the notion
that making a choice could cause such commotion.
Nothing of leather, nothing of fur...
Which meant nothing for him or nothing for her.
Nothing to aim, Nothing to shoot,
Nothing that clamored or made lots of noise.
Nothing for just girls and nothing for just boys.
Nothing that claimed to be gender specific,
Nothing that's warlike or non-pacifistic.
No baseball, no football...someone might get hurt,
besides - playing sports exposed kids to dirt.
Dolls were said to be sexist and should be passe.
And Nintendo would rot your entire brain away.
So Santa just stood there, disheveled and perplexed,
he just couldn't figure out what to do next?
He tried to be merry, he tried to be gay,
but you have to be careful with that word today.
His sack was quite empty, it was flat on the ground,
nothing fully acceptable was anywhere to be found.
Something special was needed, a gift that he might
give to us all, without angering the left or the right.
A gift that would satisfy - with no indecision
each group of people in every religion.
Every race, every hue,
everyone, everywhere...even you!
So here is that gift, it's price beyond worth...
"MAY YOU AND YOUR LOVED ONES ENJOY PEACE ON EARTH"
How to live in a world that's politically correct?
His workers no longer would answer to "Elves",
"Vertically Challenged" they were calling themselves.
And labor conditions at the North Pole,
were alleged by the union, to stifle the soul.
Four reindeer had vanished without much propriety,
released to the wilds, by the Humane Society.
And equal employment had made it quite clear,
that Santa had better not use just reindeer.
So Dancer and Donner, Comet and Cupid,
were replaced with 4 pigs and you know that looked stupid!
The runners had been removed from his beautiful sleigh,
because the ruts were deemed dangerous by the EPA,
And millions of people were calling the Cops,
when they heard sled noises upon their roof tops.
Second-hand smoke from his pipe had his workers quite frightened,
and his fur trimmed red suit was called "unenlightened".
To show you the strangeness of today's ebbs and flows,
Rudolf was suing over unauthorized use of his nose.
He went to Geraldo, in front of the Nation,
demanding millions in over-due workers compensation.
So...half of the reindeer were gone, and his wife,
who suddenly said she'd had enough of this life,
joined a self help group, packed and left in a whiz,
demanding from now on that her title was Ms.
And as for gifts...why, he'd never had the notion
that making a choice could cause such commotion.
Nothing of leather, nothing of fur...
Which meant nothing for him or nothing for her.
Nothing to aim, Nothing to shoot,
Nothing that clamored or made lots of noise.
Nothing for just girls and nothing for just boys.
Nothing that claimed to be gender specific,
Nothing that's warlike or non-pacifistic.
No baseball, no football...someone might get hurt,
besides - playing sports exposed kids to dirt.
Dolls were said to be sexist and should be passe.
And Nintendo would rot your entire brain away.
So Santa just stood there, disheveled and perplexed,
he just couldn't figure out what to do next?
He tried to be merry, he tried to be gay,
but you have to be careful with that word today.
His sack was quite empty, it was flat on the ground,
nothing fully acceptable was anywhere to be found.
Something special was needed, a gift that he might
give to us all, without angering the left or the right.
A gift that would satisfy - with no indecision
each group of people in every religion.
Every race, every hue,
everyone, everywhere...even you!
So here is that gift, it's price beyond worth...
"MAY YOU AND YOUR LOVED ONES ENJOY PEACE ON EARTH"
Thursday, November 20, 2008
Christmas Garland Project
I have a little project for us just in time for Christmas decorating. What?! You're not already decorating for Christmas?! What are you waiting for, woman...Christmas is barely 4 weeks away!
The Nesting Place has posted pictures and detailed instructions for making the MOST FABULOUS Christmas garland you've ever seen. I tried to "borrow" a picture to share it here on my blog, but she's got those things locked up tight. You'll just have to follow the link below to see her post. This is one definite to-do thing on my Christmas decorating list! Of course, I'm sure mine won't look as magnificent as hers, but it will surely beat what's been on the mantle in the past. I'll be sure to share pictures when I get mine done!
Here's the link to the Nester's post: http://nestingplacenc.blogspot.com/2008/11/most-wonderful-chirstmas-garland-and.html
The Nesting Place has posted pictures and detailed instructions for making the MOST FABULOUS Christmas garland you've ever seen. I tried to "borrow" a picture to share it here on my blog, but she's got those things locked up tight. You'll just have to follow the link below to see her post. This is one definite to-do thing on my Christmas decorating list! Of course, I'm sure mine won't look as magnificent as hers, but it will surely beat what's been on the mantle in the past. I'll be sure to share pictures when I get mine done!
Here's the link to the Nester's post: http://nestingplacenc.blogspot.com/2008/11/most-wonderful-chirstmas-garland-and.html
Thursday, October 2, 2008
Merry Christmas!
Well, we might as well get used to saying it since
CHRISTMAS IS ONLY 12 WEEKS AWAY!!!
Yes, that's right...good ol' St. Nick will be here before you know it! Retailers are so eager for those first holiday purchases that they are already stocking the shelves with Christmas decorations. My local Hobby Lobby has had Christmas trees up with lights on for several weeks now! Thankfully, I have all of my Christmas shopping about 75% done. Abby is about 90% done. Emily is a little harder, but I'm getting there. I had a lot done at this point last year, but not as much as this year. I love it! Maybe this year I can actually enjoy the holidays instead of feeling rushed.
As suggested by some blogs I read, I am going to start making one batch of cookies each week until Christmas. Each batch will be different so we will have lots of choices to enjoy when Christmas arrives. I also hope to have some handmade gifts this year. Nothing too extravagant...just a personal touch.
Of course, I also hope to create some easy, fun holiday crafts with Abby since I know she will understand it more this year. With Emily, my goal is to create those beaded snowflakes she wanted to do last year, but we didn't find the instructions until late and then I was too busy.
Last, but not least, I want our family to do some fun holiday things together. Downtown McKinney hosts "A Dickens Christmas" where the square turns back the clock and recreates a Victorian style Christmas with strolling carolers in period attire, booths for kids to make gingerbread houses, etc. We've never been to it before so I'm really looking forward to it this year. Also, there is a subdivision where you can take a horse-drawn carriage ride to view holiday lights. We've done it once in the past and it was so much fun! Oh, and the Gaylord Texan Resort has an ice sculpture walking tour in their garden. I've heard it's awesome!
What are you looking forward to this holiday season?
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