This flag was a special request from my high school friend Jason who's serving in the Army over in Afghanistan right now. I think it's a Star Wars flag? Something like that? I'm not sure, but apparently this is what it's supposed to look like, kinda. I have no idea if it'll fly, the fabric is slightly heavy, and my sewing leaves alot to be desired. But I dunno if he actually wants to fly it or not.
I mailed it today and I think it's probably not gonna get there in time for Christmas. And the peanut butter cups that went with it, I hope they don't get mangled on the way.
Currently I have 106 work emails. Most of those emails have "action items" in them.
I only have 4 hours to work tomorrow.
Tonight alone I have to create a video, make cookies, make more food for tomorrow's meeting. And then tomorrow I have to do a ton of work and prepare for a baby shower at my house.
The groceries [non-refrigerated ones] are still in bags on the kitchen floor. I have used up almost all of my clean underwear, the laundry is off-the-hook, and so are the dishes.
I don't even want to think about the stuff I need to sew and get mailed off.
I left my purse at a restaurant last night-- fear not, they have it and I'm gonna pick it up tomorrow.
However, the camera was in it. So I can only use my iPhone and Aurora's pics for Baby Tuesday. Sorry 'bout that.
We all headed over to Santa's Village on Sunday night to check it out, and of course, see Santa. After visiting Christmas in the Park for 3 years in a row, I can confidently say that Santa's Village was WAY better. Because you can actually go inside the little houses in SV, and CITP, you have to stand behind a gate and look at the houses. Plus, CITP is more commercial feeling.
(GiGi without a hat, had to wear a scarf on her head!)
Anyway, it was really fun, even though it was cold and wet out. My mom scored a place in line for us to wait for Santa. Side note: I had more or less decided that I wouldn't take the kids to see "Santa" because I remember that I was freaked out by him when I was a kid and it seemed like a weird concept. I wasn't really against the idea, I just never thought that I would take the time to try it with C and R. I interviewed Kid C before the big guy arrived:
She really had no idea what she was going to ask for but she was psyched up for the experience nonetheless. We let the babies with us go first, then Kid S told Santa exactly what she wanted, which was hilarious. Then Kid C got up there, with the demeanor of someone who was in the presence of a celebrity, just awestruck and mute. She froze up like Ralphie from Christmas Story and didn't come up with something to tell him. She was happy though. She was wearing Kid S's clothes from head to toe, that also made her happy.
And Santa had a Texas accent. That might have been my favorite part of all.
(this was the Reindeer barn)
I took a bunch more photos, but I'll have to post them next week. She met Mrs. Claus, some real firemen, and her and Kid S's highlight-- the Snow Princess. I mean, wow, they almost bowed in reverence. I can't wait to show you those photos.
We were there for Kid S's big birthday celebration. And from then on, the girls didn't want to be out of each other's sight. Even if they were fighting like Desperate Housewives, they still needed to be together. NorthPark Mall looking at the ducks and turtles.
More Mall.
This is right when Kid C arrived and surprised Kid S at her party! Kid C still has major static-head from the plane.
Aurora took this one, and this is such a perfect shot. Smarmy. There's my Mini Me, right there.
And I wasn't with the little Mr. Baby R for most of the last week, but yesterday we hunted down some snow on the "east hills." Success! It sucked that the real snowy hills were guarded by barbed wire. I considered tossing them over, but then thought better of it. I did put the blanket over the barbs just in case they ran into the fence.
It looks meager on this side of the fence, but it was enough that they could play with it.
"cold!!"
Look at him. omg, he's cute.
(wheels are turning)
The classic I'm-taking-my-own-pic pic. There, I was there, and I reached the snow. Take that, CHP!
When there's no nap, and no gloves, the snow trip soon turns grumpy.
Anyway- we cut our tree down from Crest Ranch on Saturday. They were slightly more grumpy than I would have preferred, but next year I'll remember to do the hot chocolate *before* the tree cutting, as to help them be in a perky mood.
Grump grump grump grump.
Finally she cheered up. She liked guarding the tree once we found one that we all agreed on. She said "just like we had to guard our fridgerator!" [at the Sears outlet.] haha
Grump grump grump grump grump.
I had to bribe her with candy to wear that coat. I bought it from a garage sale, it's a vintage all wool coat from England. She hates it. If it had Cinderella on it, she'd wear it. But it has no commercial affiliations so she doesn't like it. (I had to tell her some princess tennis shoes were tacky the other day at the store. And I might have said, "they make ugly shoes and then put princesses on them so people will buy them, don't fall for it." Maybe I said too much? Baby R had just dropped my iPhone on the ground, I was pushed to the limit.
Baby R and the tree carrying cart. We didn't really need it since we buy squat trees but hey.
Hoods on, both looking forward. Thank goodness, we got the pic.
Grump grump grump grump grump grump.
Love this shot! The joy was sporadic.
We bought an "Arizona Cypress" this year, which is a kind of seafoam green color. It's pretty cool, but I had to buy a different color scheme of ornaments to go on it. Target trip! I told Kid C she could pick out one ornament (in the correct color scheme of course!) and instead she found a 6 pack of princess ornaments. Her little face was so cute and innocent asking for them, that I didn't want to say "no, those are tacky!" Right below were these tiny tinsel trees, so I said "how about you can have your own tree and you can put them on there" She was SO happy with that. Best 9.99 I've spent in a long time. She decorated the whole thing herself, proudly and quietly, while I put other decorations out around the house.
This is Kid C in her preschool class doing show and tell today. I felt like total loser mom today because I forgot until 5 min before class that it was my day to help out and bring snack. THANK HEAVENS FOR SUE! She was able to take Kid C to class and cover for the first 30 min while i took Baby R to KidsPark and bought some crackers and juice and ran back by the house to get her show-and-tell object. I grabbed the tree, and that made Kid C forgive me I think. She got to tell the class all about it. So cute.
I'm getting up before 2am tomorrow to join Joanne and Kara tomorrow for Black Friday.
I have never done something crazy like this before, but it was their idea. I'm just along for the ride. I will for sure take photos of all the maniacs running each other down with walmart shopping carts.
But here's some pics of Thanksgiving, after my Turkey Trot of course.
Check out Baby R's cool H&M outfit. I saved it special for today. And yeah, those are skinny-fit pants with a big robot accessory on them. Awesomeness.
My theme until the kids get into preschool is tiredness. Tiredness until January.
Baby R got sick and barfed at KidsPark and I didn't know my phone was on silent. So not only did I unknowingly bring a barfy kid to childcare, but I also didn't come and get him when he got sick. I felt AWFUL about the whole thing. I took them some "apology cookies" this morning with a card to those women that had to take care of him. I need to take them there tomorrow because I have a ton of projects I'm working on, but I'm kinda afraid of them giving me the look when I go in there. Maybe it'll be different people? Who knows.
After we bought our new fridge, we stood outside the store and there was this display with a real old Ford Fairlane behind the glass. Since it is her middle name, I made her stand next to it and take her pic.
Yes, the "l" is missing in the name, like it broke off.
Baby R had to get in on it too.
This is Kid C's pumpkin. She drew it out and Kevin cut it out. I know I'm completely biases, but I was impressed with hers and Baby R's too. But I felt like I would draw something like that on purpose to look "whimsical." The scar on the head? So great.
Baby R's looked like something from Nightmare Before Christmas. I liked it alot too.
Kid C took these photos with the camera. It's like a tiny gallery showing of Mojito as her muse. The yawn one is actually a super awesome shot!
And the long awaited refrigerator serenade video. As the installers were putting our fridge in the kitchen, she sang to them in "spanish" which was just her making up gibberish, and a few Dora vocabulary words thrown in occasionally.
