|Hurry up and take the photo, Momma. I'm ready to sled and you're cramping my style.|
So it was sort of nice heading back to work this morning. I enjoyed listening to the radio in the car. I enjoyed seeing some different faces when I got there. And then I was ready to go home again after roughly three hours. Apparently that’s how long it takes for my flannel pjs to call my name.
While on lock down, my kids and I surfed the net, watched tv and read. Well, technically, that’s what I did. But my kids were in the house while I did it so it’s practically the same thing. We also baked brownies, went sledding and bickered over the television remote. We also managed to find time to fling our Christmas tree up. And my 10 year old only broke one of the fragile ornaments from my childhood. Winning.
Cue the separate advent calendars. Cue the daily activity of happily showing your sibling what you got. Cue the chorus of angels rejoicing.
This year everyone got a Lego advent calendar. My 7 year old’s brain nearly exploded when he discovered that they make a Star Wars kind. He’d been explaining to me for several days how much he liked his Lego one last year and that we should get another one and I was nodding like I was listening.
December 1st rolls around and he cheers when I announce he's getting a Lego one. Then I show him the box and his brain practically dribbles out his ear and down the side of his neck. Couldn’t believe his luck. Well played, Momma.
|His and hers Lego advent calendars.|
She's addicted to Christmas and Christmas trees specifically. Have I mentioned she bought herself a mini tree at CVS last year on clearance for $3? Did I mention she’s been decorating it every month with a different theme she randomly selects? Did I mention I'm tired of looking at the shamrocks she selected for November? Save me.
Speaking of rescuing me, this is happening at the bottom of my stairs:
|A tiny drop in the bucket of his light collection.|
|You didn't think I was kidding about the light post did you?|
|Imparting important Griswold wisdom to the next generation. And, yes, that man is wearing a headlamp. All the cool kids are.|