We have a very unique situation on our hands- there is a very real possibility that the Tooth Fairy AND Santa Clause may be visiting our house tonight. Is this the first time in history that such a miracle has occurred? Wyatt thinks so.
The real question is: Will they both remember to come?
Thursday, December 24, 2009
Friday, December 18, 2009
Christmastime Fun
Last Saturday, the city of Gooding had some fun activities planned on Main Street. They blocked off a few blocks and had horse and buggy rides, free movies, free potatoes with chili, free cookies, and Santa rode into town on a fire truck. I knew Wyatt would LOVE to see Santa on the fire truck, so even though it was snowing like crazy, we bundled up and went to town. (Disclaimer: Shelby stayed home with Ike for those of you thinking I was a horrible mother for taking my newborn baby out in that weather :).
They anxiously watched and waited for any sign of the fire truck:
Then they waited for their turns to tell Santa what they wished him to bring them for Christmas. Livvy is terrified of Santa for some reason and the only picture I've ever gotten of her on Santa's lap is when she was 9 months old- and she was screaming. That's the last time she's come near him. She wouldn't even trust standing by me because I think she thought I would make her- I wouldn't, but she wasn't sure. So Grandma took her VERY unhappily close to Santa to whisper what she wanted "A Barbie" and get her candy cane.
Not Wyatt. He ran up to Santa and jumped on his lap and asked lots of questions. When asked what he wanted for Christmas, he replied- " A new gun......with REAL bullets". Keep dreaming little guy.
I love making Christmas candy- it's a tradition that I look forward to every year. This year the monsters wanted to help, so we set up a pretzel dipping station for them while I made the fudge, caramels, and toffee. It was a messy affair, but they loved it. However, there was lots of finger-licking going on, so I think they get to keep all those pretzels to themselves :).
They anxiously watched and waited for any sign of the fire truck:
Then they waited for their turns to tell Santa what they wished him to bring them for Christmas. Livvy is terrified of Santa for some reason and the only picture I've ever gotten of her on Santa's lap is when she was 9 months old- and she was screaming. That's the last time she's come near him. She wouldn't even trust standing by me because I think she thought I would make her- I wouldn't, but she wasn't sure. So Grandma took her VERY unhappily close to Santa to whisper what she wanted "A Barbie" and get her candy cane.
Not Wyatt. He ran up to Santa and jumped on his lap and asked lots of questions. When asked what he wanted for Christmas, he replied- " A new gun......with REAL bullets". Keep dreaming little guy.
I love making Christmas candy- it's a tradition that I look forward to every year. This year the monsters wanted to help, so we set up a pretzel dipping station for them while I made the fudge, caramels, and toffee. It was a messy affair, but they loved it. However, there was lots of finger-licking going on, so I think they get to keep all those pretzels to themselves :).
Sunday, December 6, 2009
Fa-La-La-La-La
Wyatt does not sing. Almost never. Even if he knows the song, he's just too cool. But tonight while we were decorating the Christmas tree, he kept spontaneously breaking into song- singing Jingle Bells and mostly just 'Fa-la-la-la-la-la". Shelby and I could hardly keep a straight face- we got such a kick out of him. Every time he would stop, Shelby would loudly shout out 'Fa-la-la-la' to get him going again. Shelby also doesn't sing- Ever. So between the two, it was all I could do not to bust out laughing at them.
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The best present
The best present that our family will receive this year has definitely been little Ike. He brings an instant smile to all of our faces and has brought a new excitement to our home. Plus he's just so dang cute and kissable :)
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Ike's First Bath
The poor thing was not such a fan of his first bath. Livvy kept asking me "Doesn't he know it's supposed to be fun?" Apparently not. But he has enjoyed his more recent baths much more.
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