::pretty much the cutest thing ever::

Max's school had some sort of little market. I can't remember what it was called, but it was an opportunity for the kids to "shop" at school and buy presents for family members. I guess this is something that always/often happens at elementary school. (I am such a newbie at this).
So I sent Max with like $12 and told him to pick out a present for Kris and I. He came home really proud of himself. He had gotten a present for each of us, and the best part was he only spent like $2.95. Such a funny little boy.
But I'm very impressed with him. He picked out things for both of us that were good presents--like he really thought about it.
He got Kris a big football magnet for his car. Kris is definitely a football fan, and he loves cars. So it was perfect.

He got me a little candle that smells really good. He said "because you like candles and stuff...." which is totally true. I do love candles!

It was fun to see how excited he was for us to open the gifts, and it was really fun to see what he had picked out. It's so important for little people to learn the joy of giving. He gets a lot of practice with the joy of receiving, so this was great.
And he's just so stinking cute.

I know I've said it before. I'll probably say it again too.

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It's fabulous when my husband gets me pretty nail polish for Christmas. Fabulous.

It's even better when he throws in a Christmas night pedicure. What a man, right?

(yes I have sock impressions and funny looking feet. Oh well.)

Ornament #8

We got these awesomely delicate hand painted eggs in Prague during our study abroad. We had one that said Ginna too, but it was crushed during the flight home. That summer was an amazing experience, we'll never forget anyway, but it's fun to have these eggs. We got them from an old lady in the city market.

And as an added bonus: two nostalgic shots of us taken during that summer.

::merry christmas::

My little brother Murphy is on his mission in Argentina. He sent me this picture he drew for christmas when we got to talk to him on the computer today. Technology is amazing--my entire family got to talk to him, even us here so far away in RI, all at the same time.

I'm so proud of him and the good work he's doing. He's an inspiring and wonderful example to all of us.
Merry Christmas!!

::getting schooled::

I've been enrolled in a new school.
The teacher is pretty strict.
His name is:

This is my name tag:

Mr. Max give tons of homework--literally piles. He's a taskmaster.
And he's very careful when he corrects the homework too-no slip gets past him.

You don't get stars unless you do a very good job. And as Kris knows, if you don't do your homework you get into big big trouble.

I think I'm passing so far, but if this current homework volume keeps up, who knows!!

::ornament 7::

Here's another mom ornament!
This is one of the earliest I remember her making. I remember there was a whole flock of these little guys by the time she got done.

Isn't he adorable?
He reminds me of a song she wrote for her christmas pagent. "We like sheep so far from home, wandering in the world alone, when the night comes still we roam, waiting for our shepherd to lead us home."
I'm racking my brains to remember the next verse and I'm only getting about half of it. Somebody's going to have to comment and remind me!

::ornament 6::

This is one of my favorite guys my mom has made (there are so many favorites though...).

He's a little porcupine that walked through a holly bush.
He makes me happy.

::ornament 5::

Every year since Max was born I've made a little ornament with his picture in it. OK, so that's an exaggeration. I haven't MADE them every year. Usually I just end up buying a little frame type ornament and sticking his picture in. But I do assemble them. And I do always have plans to make one, it just doesn't usually work out.
But I did make the ones for 2004 & 2007:

The 2004 one was a little wood frame that I got at the craft store and painted. The one from last year I actually made this year (trying to play catch up--that's what happens when you paint yourself into the corner of a "tradition"). It's a bottle cap (It's from some Steven's orange soda that we had for Thanksgiving that year). I cut his little photo and stuck it in there, and then I poured a bunch of mod podge on top of it. It took days, but it ended up drying clear with a little shiny finish to it. I like it.

I've given the same ornament to each of Max's grandparent's every year too. They're always very grateful and it makes me happy. Give us a couple more years and the theme of our tree will just be Max.

::winter wallop::

I just had to laugh when I saw the title that the news channels were giving to our big storm this weekend. "Winter wallop"? Quite the alliteration.
But it was a big storm, and pretty amazing. It started snowing at about 9PM last night, and it just started slow and subtly. By the time we woke up in the morning at about 8AM there was about a two foot drift up against our sliding glass door. There was lots of fast wind last night, so we had some interesting snow distribution.

Church was cancelled last night, so we were able to be pleased by the snow instead of bummed because we were going to have to go out in it.
Kris and Max went out to start shoveling.

Check out the cars!!


Check out what was hanging off the roof. It kind of feels like we're living in a canyon or a cave--something that nature has carved over time.

And check out the drifts on the neighbors houses. I think they're super interesting looking, especially how the chimney in the house on the left has a blank circle all around it. They really look like frosted gingerbread houses, don't they?

Sul didn't like it. I think he liked it at first, but when he realized how deep it was he was not excited anymore. Here's what happened when I called him to come up on the deck so I could take a picture of him (from inside of course).




He had to build up extreme velocity just to get over the snow, and that's after Max had already blazed a trail for him.
He was very bummed when I didn't let him in.


Kris thought that the snow on the trampoline looked like it was pretty shallow, so I guess he threw Max onto it headfirst. And I guess he disappeared into the depths. Turns out there was tons of snow on the tramp. It just looked shallow because the mat was all bowed low, nearly touching the ground. Good thing Max is a good sport.

Since Max was dying to sled, and there was no way the cars were leaving the driveway, Kris set up a little sledding situation on the back deck.

He made some steps out of the recycling bins, and some sort of ramp off the side.

Recipe for disaster unless dad is holding the sled tight. He survived though, luckily.



Weeeeeeeee.......

Then Max got freezing and came in and poor Kris stayed out for another hour and a half just shoveling shoveling and shoveling. Good thing he's been working out. I think this will count for his workout for the next week.
And Max warmed up.

Yay for hot chocolate and snow and cheery mugs and lazy days. And extra yay for warm houses that keep us dry. I like those.