Happy New Year!

Happy New Year!

Wishing you and yours a splendid new year filled with joy, prosperity, good health, and lots of love.

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Decorating team

TeddyBearsMy oldest daughter finished trimming the tree with ornaments. I think it’s hilarious that she used to think I cut the tree, the fake tree of Christmases past. She didn’t realize that “trim” has other meanings aside from “cut.” Now that she knows, I suddenly seem much smarter. She and her friend broke a couple of ornaments. Both of them giggled when I exclaimed “Oh! Oh, well.” This drama-less decorating totally rocks the jingle bells.

My son hung the stockings by the chimney with care. An eclectic arrangement of Christmas and every-day things. Seeing how he put it all together gives me insight into how his mind works.

My youngest daughter draped the tree skirt around her shoulders before assuming the duty of Christmas Village arranger. She announced that she’s Elda from Frost, which she saw yesterday with her grandma.

The teddy bear collection is mostly comprised of toys the kids once play with. A few are from my childhood, and a couple are ones that the kids or my husband gave me. They each have fantastic stories to tell, and we get to hear about their adventures each and every year.

When we’re asleep, I think that the teddy bears have picnics. I can’t be certain, I’ve never caught them, but still, I suspect.

Nutcrackers, sweet!

Nutcrackers2013My youngest daughter did an awesome job displaying the nutcracker collection this year.

Friday last at school, they had a pajama party and got to see the Nutcracker Suit. She asked to take the kid-sized nutcracker to class to share.

For two days, that nutcracker followed her around the house. I found it by her bed, by my bed, and in the kitchen. How do you suppose it managed to wander all over the house? I’m convinced that the magic of Christmas is involved.

Zombie apocalypse preparedness

ZombieThe alarm sings its wake up song. It’s time for me to get up, get dressed, and then wake up the kids so that they can get ready for school.

I like this part of the day, as I get to kiss them on their cheeks (I’m a mom, it’s in my DNA).

This morning I noticed that my son went to sleep with particular belongings surrounding him: Candy, iPod, jersey from a former soccer team, phone, and his Xbox controller. That’s a lot of important stuff! I mean, he’s got everything he needs right at his fingertips in the event of a Zombie Apocalypse.

Atom bomb

“Hey, mom, I need you to follow me to the bedroom,” my oldest daughter announces.
“You want me to move from my comfortable spot on the couch?”
“Yes.”
“Well, okay.”

I heave out of my warm, cozy nest and then follow her back to my bedroom. While we’re walking, she explains,

CarbonAtomExample“I need to make a 3-D model of a carbon atom. I have a picture up on the computer you can look at. We can make it out of anything, marshmallows, balls and string …”

Really? 8:30 the night before it’s due? Well, if it weren’t for procrastination, nothing would ever get done.

I look at the image she had displayed on the computer monitor and think, I can do that! I pull out my trusty-dusty Spellbinder circle dies, Cuttlebug, and Circle-Diesblack paper from my craft area. I tape the two largest rings together to make the outer circle, and tape the next two sizes together to make the middle ring. We sandwich the paper, dies, and cutting boards together and run them through the Cuttlebug.

We have the whole thing assembled in about 20 minutes. Not bad for having no time to think about it or plan it out, huh?

Show and TellCarbonAtom

Last night, my daughter tells me that her teacher thought it was the cutest atom project she’d ever seen. My daughter replied “My mom did it. Ask all my friends, she’s really into crafts.”

Did I detect a note of pride in my daughters voice? Yes, yes I did.