snow play

Don't you love our super safe sledding hill down the side of the house and into the woods? Really, it is safe...as long as a couple people stand guard in front of the big trees and no one gets up enough speed to make it to the icy creek...it's great fun!
So after watching this going on, I took Tristan and Lily on a sledding date to the park down the road. The wide, open park with nice big tree-less hills. That was fun.
There is more snow coming tonight but unfortunately we won't have much time to enjoy it. Fortunately, that's because we're getting ready to make the drive to Texas for my brother's wedding. Well, the wedding part is fortunate...can't say the same for the sitting in the car with small kids for many, many, many hours part.
I'd so much rather go sledding.

and more bird watching

I love sitting by my parent's giant windows, watching the snow fall peacefully on bare trees and the birds -so many birds- at the feeders. Finches, Cardinals, Flickers, Doves and the occasional squirrel flying from branches in a brazen attempt to steal the bird seed. It's quite a display.

12.25.09

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from our family to yours with love
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MERRY CHRISTMAS!
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For unto us a Child is born, Unto us a Son is given;
And the government will be upon His shoulder
And His name will be called Wonderful, Counselor, Mighty God,
Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace.
Isaiah 9:6
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dreaming of a white Christmas

Tristan finally got his wish and just in time for Christmas! Snow is falling, The Night Before Christmas has been read and kids are sleeping (well, they are in bed anyway). Stockings have been filled, movies are being watched and desserts eaten. There is much wrapping and sneaking and whispering...
"Merry Christmas to all and to all a Goodnight!"

There's going to be a wedding...

...in just ten days!

My brother, Nathan, will be marrying his love, Amanda, on January 2nd, 2010!

These two are so adorably in love and we are thrilled to be welcoming Amanda into the family.
Congratulations and love to you both!

bird watching

my man in uniform

Isn't he handsome? I miss him.

O (crooked) Christmas Tree

We chose the tree and they delivered and set it up. How easy is that? (Especially since Grandad is recovering from a pretty serious hand surgery and the tree had a crooked trunk making it tricky to get in the stand) We strung the lights, carefully placed the ornaments, admired our lovely tree and tried to take a few pictures of the kids...

Once I gave up on getting a good photo, the kids went to sleep and Yiayia and I were all set to clean up and admire our handiwork. The tree was so pretty all sparkling red, white and gold by the cozy, glowing fireplace. What a sweet, pleasant Christmas memory.
Then the tree fell on me. It fell over completely. On me. Yiayia was vacuuming up the last of the pine needles so I had to scream really loud until she noticed my legs sticking out from under the pile of Christmas that was our tree. She ran over and lifted it off my head and we began the looooong process of making it stand up again. Darn that crooked tree...

In the end, poor Grandad with his gimp hand had to come to our aide along with some plywood, a hammer, nails and fishing line. Yes, our tree is tied to the walls. But it is sparkling and so lovely and already surrounded by gifts for the eighteen people who will soon gather around it. What a sweet, pleasant, hilarious Christmas memory.

winter wonderland

Technically it is still Autumn, isn't it? Well, in these parts, Winter has certainly decided to settle in early. Tristan and I took a short hike/slide down to the frozen creek behind my parent's house. There was something magical about the quiet shadows, leaves frozen beneath the ice and the look in those blue eyes. He's in awe of winter, praying for more snow and so so eager for his cousins to join him here.

let it snow, let it snow, let it snow!

As you can see, we made it to Kansas. The kids are thrilled and don't seem to mind the ten degree temperature. Today, this mama got to sleep late, shower without a single interruption and drink coffee she did not make herself. She may not ever go home.

movies and modge podge

Do you remember the Disney musical Babes in Toyland? You know, with Annette Funicello and the scary trees and the toy factory and the village dancers in brightly colored twirly skirts...I love that movie. So, I introduced it to my kids this year with a bit of trepidation but thankfully, they loved it too! We must have watched our Netflixed copy about six times in the last couple of weeks. During one of those viewings I sat and clipped pictures out of all our Christmas catalogs (I had to make good use of them before I stuffed them into the recycle bin -and do you know how relaxing mindless paper cutting can be?) Once I had a nice stack of clippings going, I turned the kids loose on some red paper with glue sticks and they created really great holiday art and gift packaging. Can't beat an easy movie and craft afternoon like that.
Now when would be a good time to introduce the girls to Pollyanna...?

miscellany

We're still here! Things have been very quiet and very busy at the same time. We are getting ready to spend a month with my family in Kansas and the challenges and worries and details of leaving a house and a dog and getting on a plane with three little people and all our stuff has had me somewhat preoccupied. I don't know if it is a case of photographer's block or just a lack of time and energy but I have taken only a handful of photos in the past couple weeks and they aren't very good. But they do tell a story...they always do.

Like this one. I love her style. Anything goes, whether it's backwards plaid shorts and too-small boots or her baby sister's clothes. Yesterday she insisted on wearing the outfit I had chosen for Kate (because it used to be hers). I let her try it, sure it would be too small and the game would be over, but she's such a peanut it still fit! She just looked at me with her huge gap-toothed grin and said, "See?!" We had a good laugh and picked out something else for Kate.

Tristan is the sweetest boy I have ever known. Yes, I know I am his mom but if I wasn't I'm sure I would still feel that way. We have had some precious conversations in the past couple of weeks. His thoughts, his voice, his hugs and sheepish grin -all forever etched into my memories of my five year old son.

And this little one is an armful of pudgy, squishy, drooly, roly, poly, silly, giggly baby girl. One of my greatest joys these days is watching Kate play in the bathtub. She is all baby fat and happy squeals as she splashes and blows bubbles -you can't help but laugh with her.
So that's what I've been up to as the blog has sat in silence. Working on keeping these little priorities straight and looking forward to some good family time and Christmas. I have a feeling it's going to cure my photography block real quick!