Have yourself a Merry little Christmas
Let your heart be light…
Christmas time is here, and we are the proud owners of a new home, or as my dad put it, we are in debt. WhooHOO!
Tomorrow I go and pick out paint colors and maybe clean and maybe take a few boxes over to the new house. Oh, and I need to buy light bulbs. Who wants to bet I forget the ladder and the husband that I need to get the light bulbs installed?
I have been eating Clementines. I bought a box yesterday and there are only about ten left. In my defense, Q has been eating Clementines too. I think he had seven yesterday. We may have to arm wrestle over the last of them.
Speaking of yesterday and orange food, I made a delightful dinner of pot roast, mashed potatoes, carrots and peas. I was feeling so domestic. Imagine my shock when none of the little boys in my house wanted to eat their dinner. Sheldon stealthily fed his peas to the dog. Quinten managed to eat three carrots. He liked the first two but then he THREW UP when he ate the third one. It was good times all over my Christmas table cloth. I tried not to be angry, but…some days it just seems simpler to feed everyone PB&J’s and Clementines for all eternity. At least then everyone would be happy.
Today I was stuck trying to explain to Q that Jesus is God, and God is Jesus, and halfway through my brain exploded. Luckily I managed to shove it all back in my head in time to watch a small plastic warthog visit the Nativity scene, and bring baby Jesus a present.
So. At least we know it’s Jesus’ birthday, even if we can’t explain the Trinity.
Last night I heard Q singing a song to his brother. The song went like this, “I put a BUG in their mouth. I’m getting Nothing For CHRISTMASSSS! Mommy and daddy are mad. I’m getting nothing for CHRISTMAASSSS! I’m getting nothing! I put a BUG IN THEIR MOUUUUUUTH!”
(click here for the obscure song lyrics that his rendition is based on)
We are teaching our children the classics over here…and to hedge their expectations for presents.
This has been our Christmas so far: joyous, messy, barfy, foody, old movie-y, nativity-y, messy, musical delight. I think it’s the best sort of Christmas to have really.
How’s your Christmas season going?