Archive for December, 2011

Merry Christmas

Sunday, December 25th, 2011

Letters to St. Nicholas…check

Tree Trimmed….check

House lit up like the airport…check (as of 12/21)

Trip to the dentist 3 days before Christmas….check (what were we thinking?)

Presents Wrapped…check

Stockings hung by the Chimney with care…check

Cookies baked with Candy Cane Hershey’s Kisses on top…check (try them – and thank me later)

3 boys nestled all snug in their beds….that’s going to be a tough one

Merry Christmas everyone

“So Joseph set out from the town of Nazareth in Galilee for Judaea, to David’s town called Bethlehem, since he was of David’s House and line, in order to be registered together with Mary, his betrothed, who was with child.  Now it happened that, while they were there, the time came for her to have her child, and she gave birth to a son, her first-born. She wrapped him in swaddling clothes and laid him in a manger because there was no room for them in the living-space.”  – Luke 2:4-7

Freddy

Tuesday, December 20th, 2011

The Elf….visits us too.  My laziness these days in capturing his daily visits are inexcusable.

Today however, I had to share this.

He is a tricky little dude and keeps the twins on their toes!

In addition to hanging their unmentionables from the fireplace in lue of their stockings the other day to remind them to pick up their laundry he visited last night with a bit of mischief….This is what the twins woke up to:

I’m not sure if kids will ever really work to keep their rooms clean.  I’m sure my Mom can attest to that.  She took a few photos when I was a teen (embarrassing!) to prove that you actually could not see the carpet on the floor.  I guess the boys lack of room cleaning skills don’t fall far from the tree.  Sorry Mom, paybacks though…are in full effect.

The message was delivered and received:  beds are made, laundry is picked up and there is nothing to trip over on the floor….at least until Christmas day when Freedy is no long around to report to the big boss whether they are on the naughty or nice list.

You better watch out, you better not cry, you better not pout I’m telling you why….