Saturday, December 17, 2011

We were thankful


yes.  i'm behind on everything right now.  Now that the holiday has passed, it's hard to reflect much on it (as most of my energy is being spent prepping for the next big holiday)....but i thought i should document that we did, indeed, celebrate thanksgiving...and we had lots of food, lots of family, and lots of nerf guns present at dinner.  When we remodeled the house we gave up our small dining room and turned it into an even smaller office.  363 days of the year i'm really glad i have an office and not a dining room....but the 2 times a year we would like to sit a bunch of people around a table and dine, i miss having a place to do it.  But we managed to all squeeze into the tiny-ish eat in kitchen area and had a lovely little dinner.

Afterward the kids made gingerbread houses (i didn't get a picture because i was probably covered in frosting)...i tried to explain to my kids that they should leave their houses alone and let them be "decoration"...but a house of frosting and candy is too tempting for small boys...and they spent most of the next day consuming their creations.  When they passed out in a sugar coma i threw them out.  I didn't feel bad...none of them were masterpieces....and i wanted to beat the ants.

I have many more blogs to blog.  Like:  Brady's 8th birthday.  My awesome trip to missouri in which i left my children FOR THE FIRST TIME EVER (except for when i've gone to the hospital to have more children).   The tale of the iPhone that was lost, replaced, broken, replaced, lost, found, lost and found.  And i will probably share a few christmas-y things as well (just to document that i did try to get into the christmas spirit this year...which externally i feel I do a good job at, but internally i struggle with more and more with each year).  Anyway....i'm hoping Saturday brings me some down time to get caught up.

Night.

1 comments:

Cynthia said...

I'm so behind too! I'm trying to keep up the external cheer but it's been a rough holiday season for us. I might even be GLAD when Christmas is over. Ack!