SEE? Family Home Evening last night consisted of me, ruining the fudge and the children *happily* writing letters to Santa.
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| From December 2010 |
Kind of.
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| From December 2010 |
Can't you HEAR the chesnuts popping on the opening fire? I feel that the spirit of the season has been appropriately captured here. I have done my duty.
In other news, after a HORRIFIC night that involved much gagging and not breathing on the part of Mr. Ezra, we now have a lovely prescription for Zantac. I'm not dealing with another unmedicated reflux baby. OH NO. I'm not. So, the doctor was nice and more than willing to believe me. Seriously, peeps, I put him in fresh clean clothes and headed to the doctor, 10 minutes down the road. He urped on himself three times before we left the house and like three more times before the doctor got to us. Judging by the state of his car seat, he upchucked at least twice in the car too. And today, with Zantac, he's happier and keeping his food in stomach, where it BELONGS. Beautiful. See?
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| From December 2010 |
And my favorite moment from the doctor's visit yesterday, when checking his manly parts, she says to me, "And would you like him circumcised today?" as if I was ordering a meal at a restaurant and would I like a salad on the side? SO weird and nonchalant. No thanks, I'm good.
In other catchy-uppy-things, have I ever mentioned one of my favorite parts of "home preschool" is? It's that Henry or Spencer can say to me, "Mommy, I want to learn about flying fish." And we do. We find Youtube videos that beautifully display exactly how they look, we look up what they eat, and how they fly *and did you know between 1900-1930, people studied flying fish to see if it would help them make their airplanes fly??* and we make our own paper flying fish. I feel like they've learned something and they are stoked. It's the BEST part of the whole deal.
And now, the dishes are taller than me, so I must be off. I sincerely hope you have a fantastic Christmas holiday and enjoy yourselves thoroughly as we celebrate the birth of the Savior. It's the most wonderful time of the year, it really is, even when you're post-partum and tired.
Looking at my beautiful BEAUTIFUL babes, I am in awe at the beauty and blessings that this world holds for us. Even through all the pain and sorrow, there is hope, there can be peace and there is love. I mean, what can beat that? Nothing. Nothing at all. I hope you find peace this holiday.
God bless us, everyone.
1 comment:
Amen!
MA
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