December 9: Mama Said There'd Be Days Like This

The driving rain kept us in our pj's till past noon today.
Oh for shame!!!!
I really never let that happen, but after getting up at an ungodly hour and seeing the state of the outside world I decided that extended wearing of pj's was necessary. Besides the state of the weather, look at the Little's hair, it is slightly reminiscent of this day so long ago. I am happy to report that although the day started out soggy and frizzy, things cleared up and we managed to put clothes on, fix our hair, and go to the store to buy ingredients for some Christmas cookies and a happy gift for my sweet friend Jessi. Jessi deserves a big gift, after giving birth, several weeks early, to her twin Ryan Portter and Alaina Madison. Pray for Jessi tomorrow as she is sent home while the babies spend some more time at the NIC U gaining weight and learning how to eat.
Welcome little ones, I hope you like your room!

December 8: Supercalafragilisticexpealidocious

It's what you say, when you don't know what to say.
Why on earth did I say I would post everyday in December?
I have 17 more days to go and I'm already out of things to say. How can that be possible? Have you ever met me in person, I never shut up.

So, yes little girl, there are 17 more days left until Christmas. That means 17 more days of you entertaining yourself while Mommy tries to be clever and creative on this blog.
Thank you sweets for being so patient with me.
Ohhhh...I love this girl, if she were a sugar plum visions of her would dance in my head!

December 7: What's Your Christmas Wish

Remember what it was like as child to look through the giant Sears catalog, which was at least 5 inches thick, and pick out the things you wanted to put on your Christmas list?
I do...I loved the giant Sears catalog. It was like Christmas just when it came to our house.
Anyway, that was my introduction to my Christmas list this year.
What is on it you may ask? A coffee pot and vacuum cleaner. I am happy to report that thanks to my husband and parents both wishes have been granted.
Keurig one cup every day and clean floors thanks to my new Oreck.
Is it a little bit sad that I am like a little child gitty with excitement over a kitchen appliance and cleaning tool...I think not. I am one happy housewife!
So to you dear friends, I am wishing that your dreams of caffeine induced stupors and floors you can eat off of our met like mine so kindly have been!

December 6: Baby It's Cold Outside

Seeing that it was the coldest day of the year thus far, we decided to drive to Colonial Williamsburg, to stand outside, for the "Christmas Grand Illumination" today. Grand Illumination is an interesting title since the only illumination that they had during colonial times was candle light, which really isn't that grand when there are people like the Grizwalds all over the place these days. As we shivered in the cold, with literally thousands of other shivering people we waited and waited for something, to be honest I really didn't know what.
By a happy accident Babette and I perched ourselves and the Little (who by the way was wrapped up so snug that Kev called her a slug and mom called her a sausage) up on little bank while G-Dad and Kev went to find hot chocolates. Hours later when they returned with our wintry beverages, a spectacular fireworks displayed erupted directly in front of our perch.
It was amazing.
Hands down best fireworks display I have ever seen and most definitely lived up to the title of "Grand Illumination."
The crowd ooooed.
Libby aaahhhed.
It was fabulous and totally worth the frosty fingers and toes we acquired standing in the 30 degree temps all evening.

December 5: Hidding, Sleeping, or Throwing a Royal Fit

You be the judge.

December 4: Surely Chrsitmas Isn't About Cookies

Why is it that all I can think about is cookies?
During this season of wonderment shouldn't I be focusing on, I don't know, the birth of the Kings of kings, the Christ Child, God's son?
Nope, not me, I'm thinking about Christmas cookies and how they are ruining my chances of truly liking a picture of myself to put on our Christmas card. My friend, Beth (who is starting her own photography business), took our pictures yesterday. She got some great shots of Libby, who you know is naturally cute :), Kev who is basically a male model, and then me, who really likes Christmas cookies!
I was in no mood to be around people after realizing this fact, but still had to attend small group. The discussion was on self-control. Irony. Thanks for the reminder, as if I needed someone tell me that I need to control myself around Christmas cookies. However, it was also a reminder that I am in control of my attitude. I can choose to be cross and moody or pleasant and thankful for the all the wonderful things in my life.
Lessons learned.
-Give thanks always,
-Re-direct my Christmas focus,
-Just mail the Christmas cards and get over myself!
(Unfortunately, I have no stamps, so that means back to the post office!)

December 3: He's Coming To Town...Watch Out!

Have you ever considered what a strange practice taking your child to go see Santa is?

"Here sweetie sit in this strangers lap while I take your picture."

To top it off, his face is completely covered with hair so they can't even assess their situation properly.
Our friend had a party yesterday and the big man in red made an appearance. I don't think I need to go into detail about how it went for our little cherub. If you read this blog regularly you get the idea about what kind personality she has. It does not include, takes kindly to strangers.
She exposed Santa for who he really was , and despite the fact that she did know the man underneath the beard, she still hid her face from him and refused to make eye contact.



Ho-ho-ho friends.
Here's hoping you're on the good list!