Multi-tasker

My sister took my nephews to one of those mall photo studios for their Christmas photo. It turned out great. (please forgive my pictures of pictures- too lazy to properly scan them in. click to enlarge) While there she thought she’d kill two birds with one stone and get the boys’ Halloween pictures taken since she hadn’t had time for that til then. She got some funny looks changing the boys from winter clothes to Cowboy and Cow costumes, but if she walked out of there with the cutest Halloween costume pictures I’ve ever seen! Here’s Cowboy Jake and lil Cow Joey.

Body parts and balls of fire

I talked to my Dad over the holidays and got the update on my family in Florida. I called Jon after I hung up with my Dad and passed on the news:

What is wrong with your family?

What do you mean?

When we call home to Minnesota we hear about so and so’s new job, or a new baby, but pretty much everyone’s fine. Just fine.

Yeah, so?

You spend 10 minutes on the phone with your father and learn that he’s getting new body parts, your cousin has a disease, and your aunt’s house blew up. That’s just not normal!

So let me explain. My Dad has bad knees and is getting new ones in March. He’s a regular Mr. Potato Head. My cousin in NYC has been recently diagnosed with Crohn’s disease. That really sucks. They’ve had bad luck lately as her father, my uncle, fell out of his hay barn over the summer because of heat stroke. They say it will take him 8 mos to recover. He’s the one who chopped off his thumb last year. And that brings us to my Aunt and her house. Her husband, Uncle Soprano, was trying to light a fire in the fireplace downstairs when he knocked over the can of kerosene he was using (don’t ask me why). Blew up the house. My aunt was had to be rescued by the firefighters as she was stuck on the balcony of the second floor and couldn’t get down. They are ok but the house is really damaged and it totally destroyed their home office where they run his business. We are not the luckiest of families.

Christmas Day

This year we spent Christmas day at my inlaws’ house (we rotate every year) with my MIL, FIL, Marsha, Larry, and a ginormous tree. M & L are a couple that are great friends with my inlaws and us and they are very, very good to us. They couldn’t have kids and are extremely supportive of our adoption. I digress. Jon’s parents still give us stockings which is lots of fun. We ate way too much, had a great time hanging out with each other and then opened presents. Ling Ling & Mei Mei made out like bandits. I’m so ready to be a mom- I’m way more excited about presents for them than for me. We were on a strict budget this year (duh) so presents were few from us, but everyone liked what we picked out. For my MIL I found this scarf: She loves it- her nickname is Tootsie. My FIL is a judge so he got a big kick out of his disappearing civil liberties mug. Marsha & Larry loved their Eggstractor (who wouldn’t?). I swear, Jon’s parents are going to be such amazing grandparents. They put so much thought into everything. Baby chopsticks and a teeny rice bowl, 2 beautiful books, Ling doll, so much more. Click here to see all the goodies.

Christmas Eve

Christmas Eve I spent the day at my mom’s while Jon worked. We exchanged presents with my nephews and my little sister and had a big time watching the boys play with all their goodies and opening presents.
Then I went home and did some last minute wrapping. Jon’s parents came over and brought dinner with them. Jon came home and we all had dinner and watched A Christmas Story- my favorite Christmas movie. Ike & Kea got all dressed up for their grandparents. And Ike helped my FIL with the cooking. Jon’s Gramy sent a fruitcake down from Minnesota for me and my FIL to share. I think we’re the only people on earth who get excited over fruitcake!

Merry Fork’n Christmas


All the visits have been made, the pie is consumed, the presents are opened. Whew. Let the recap begin. Friday Mom, Hale, Sara, Jake, Joey and I all went down to my Grandmommy’s for an early Christmas. My aunt, uncle and 2 cousins met us there. We had fun visiting and we brought Christmas dinner with us. Well, Jake is really talking up a storm now. But he can’t pronounce everything exactly right yet. Case in point- the work fork comes out: F@#$. Yep, the f word. And he doesn’t know he’s saying anything bad. He’s not even three yet. It’s a riot though. So we’re all sitting down for dinner and Hale (Papa) and Jake are sitting at the kids’ table. We’re all catching up on family news and what not when Jake drops his fork. Oh no. Next thing you hear is “Papa! F@#$! My F@#$! F@#$! Papa! F@#$! on floor!”. OMG. It was the classiest of Christmas dinners.

Happy Christmahanakwanzikah!


The next few days will be crazy busy so I just want to take a moment and wish all you fabulous bloggy people the most wonderful winter holiday of your choice! Enjoy every moment as you gather round your nondenominational shrub or light candles representing an ancient miracle or a newfound holiday. I for one am looking forward to spending Christmas holed up with my family playing with the babies and eating pie. And don’t forget we’re going old school this year and celebrating every single one of the 12 days of Christmas so the party won’t be over til January!
xoxo