We have returned from our Thanksgiving journey up north, and we are thankful to be home. While it was cozy and snowy in Petoskey and we loved spending some fun time with our niece, it is great to be back. We spent the remainder of our Thanksgiving weekend unpacking, eating my mother-in-law's leftover cinnamon rolls (yum!), doing laundry, cleaning the house, getting groceries, Christmas shopping, doing yard work, and getting our Christmas tree from a cute tree farm in Rockford.
Oh, what a Christmas tree it is: we call it our Balsam Baby, and it is making our whole house smell wonderful. Last night, after decorating it and having some wintry butternut squash soup (which exploded all over me when I put it in the blender . . . I should not be allowed to use our blender, ever), we made a fire and some hot cocoa and enjoyed our tree while listening to Christmas music. Annie's favorite song, by far, is Jingle Bells (mine are O Holy Night and Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas; Jason is partial to the Perry Como Christmas album; and Jemma continues to do a full-body "bop" to any and all music). I love this time of year so much, and even more now that we have kids to share it with. Annie is obsessed with the ceramic nativity scene that we unpacked yesterday and spends a good part of her day trying to sneakily play with it even though we told her it's just to look at . . . I am a good mom (or a sucker for marketing) and have ordered her the Fisher Price nativity scene as an early-Christmas present to be opened next weekend at my Dad's side Christmas party. I can hardly wait to see the hilarity that ensues when she has full access to all the characters. Already, she insists that the wise man is "Jesus' grandpa."
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hahaha...I looove the joy of the nativity for the 3 year olds. Just too much...cause when you look at it, it does just kind of look like a cool dollhouse with straw around it! :)
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