Christmas started for us at 7:30 in the morning. Our kids crept oh-so-quietly into our room to gently wake us up and remind us that it was Christmas. Then they were sent to just-as-gently wake up Mimi and Bop-bop, brush their teeth and then wait at the top of the stairs like the running of the bulls. It’s a pretty wild scene, waiting for Mom or Dad to turn their camera on and utter the best word to hear on Christmas morning: Go!

Christmas morning was lovely. I have long-wrestled with the incredibly consumerist nature of the holiday. This year, however, I chose to see it as it is: a once a year opportunity to give and receive physical representations of appreciation with one another. We sat down as a family and opened gifts, communed over tokens of love, laughed and cried over shared sentiments. I made a lot of little things to stuff in my parents stockings- magnets, dish towels, gift tags, things like that; it was a pleasure to watch my mom and dad as they opened and exclaimed over each one. Good feelings multiply through those acts of giving and receiving. I loved it and loved this Christmas morning like no other. My favorite moment was when my daughter received her Taylor Swift tickets. And lucky me- I get to go, too!

Later on, my brothers and their families came over (but I took mostly video) where we feasted and played and opened gifts together as a family. And even later, the next day, before they left, there was my mom, teaching Guinevere how to use a sewing machine. Gigi has been working on her quilt ever since, ironing seams, cutting carefully, pinning, sewing, needing more fabric! It’s been fun!

As for Jude, he’s been a busy little bee, putting together his Legos like a boss.

Of course, we have also managed to get outside. So far, it’s been a marvelous, family- focused winter break.


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Gigi Said

  • Topless Tapas 2012-11-03 18:44:52-

    Tami was leaving to go out with her friend and the kids begged to go with her. I said, "you don't want to go with mom, she is going to the Tapas bar and we are going to stay here and play games."

    Gigi stiffened, "That's weird", she said as she blushed. I processed fast and realized the problem. "TAPAS bar. It means 'small plate', not TOPLESS bar!"

Jude Said

  • Nicknames 2013-01-04 21:30:33-

    The checker at the store asked our always conversational little boy what his name was. He replied "Jude" then added "but sometimes they call me pumpkin brown". LOL.

    And they are right. We call him that after the folksong that we sing sometimes.

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