Posts Tagged ‘christmas’


November 23, 2009

This seems to be the first year Bub is really understanding about Christmas. He’s truly excited about the lights and decorations, and, of course, the presents. I’m trying to get him excited about giving, also, and at almost three he really does seem almost as interested in making things for other people as he is about getting some new toys.
He is also sort of getting it about Santa. Not a lot about the logistics of the sleigh, the reindeer, the around the world in one night stuff–but the presents parts are becoming crystal clear.
So my husband started the whole thing about how only the GOOD kids get presents. Every time the Bub was awful this weekend, husband told him Santa was watching. And when we were at our wit’s end and the Bub was running around naked after bathtime (which often leads to him peeing on something…) husband said that Santa wasn’t bringing any presents–only rocks.
Rocks! The Bub wants rocks. He wants them now! When are his rocks coming? When is Santa bringing all the rocks!? He cannot wait to get his rocks. He’ll be super naughty and then he’ll get LOTS OF ROCKS! Yay!
I hate Christmas.


The Twelve Days of Christmas

December 29, 2008

On the first day of Christmas my son broke a camera at Target.

On the second day of Christmas our computer printer stopped working with photo paper.

On the third day of Christmas there was an ice storm.

On the forth day of Christmas, I forgot to make anything special for Christmas morning breakfast.

On the fifth day of Christmas, the cat broke our digital camera (karma!).

On the sixth day of Christmas, we broke a beautiful stocking holder into pieces.

On the seventh day of Christmas, we got a flat tire.

On the eighth day of Christmas we almost got divorced putting decals on a train table.

On the ninth day of Christmas the new vacuum ate an area rug.

On the tenth day of Christmas, a crayon melted in the dryer.

On the eleventh day of Christmas, the crayon also fused to the entire load of wash.

On the twelvth day of Christmas, I finally went back to work where I could get some rest.

Birthday Party

December 28, 2008

After a day of talking about birthdays, and a family party day and a daycare party, the Bub was up all night. Not crying, but just laying in his crib saying, “Birthday Party” over and over. After two days of parties, then two more days of Christmas, he’s having a very hard time adjusting to a day with no presents.

Is it Christmas yet?

February 28, 2008