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All I want(ed) for Christmas is (was) a Toilet Seat

Ah!

What a lovely Christmas we had!

And birthday too, as James turned 4 two days after. I will write about that later though.

We had our traditional re-enactment of the Christmas Story on Christmas Eve – which turns out more COMEDY than seriousness – but I think they still get the message of the true meaning of Christmas.

See Below:

2011 Christmas Collage 1

First Jacob looks like he’s doing some sort of crazy bizarre thing.

Then Dad is giving him a talking to while James looks like he’s about to pounce on Emily.

Finally they all manage a quick smile.

Then Dad insists that Mom hop in the picture and Jacob spreads his angel wings.

So that is reminiscent of the whole evening – as you can see here:

2011 Christmas Collage 2

I think that the idea of Jacob as the angel was amusing in and of itself as he tends to CAUSE (and get into) the MOST trouble

After we sent them off to bed “Santa” came…

2011 Christmas Collage 3

2011 Christmas Collage 4

Christmas morning dawned with EXCITEMENT and FUN

 

2011 Christmas Collage 5

The boys LOVED the quilts that I managed to throw together in five days

(silly me, thinking that I had plenty of time…)

And Dad loved his presents, apparantly….

2011 Christmas Collage 7

But the FUNNIEST moment of the days was when…

The kids opened up their brand new toilet seat!

2011 Christmas Collage 6

So, the story…

A few days before Christmas the toilet seat in the kids’ bathroom broke. While Paul and I were out Christmas shopping we bought a new one.

That night, as we went through our stash and tallied things up, we pulled the toilet seat from the pile.

“What if,”  my husband suggested, “we give it to the kids for Christmas.”

“Oh, that would be a riot!” I exclaimed.

So we did, and it was.

Though Dot had to ask,

“Is it clean?”

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Merry Christmas!!

I hope everyone has had a wonderful Christmas! I know we have. 😀 The quilts and snakes were a hit and so were the family nerf guns. We’ve been having wars ever since. I forgot to tell one of the best highlights of making the quilts. As I would lay them out on the floor to pin them to the frame James would come up behind me and climb onto my back. As I crawled around her would go on ride after ride. He had a blast, and quite honestly, so did I. 😀

Christmas Tree Hunt

Decorating Christmas Tree 1

Christmas Eve Play 1

Christmas Eve Play 2

Our resident Santa moved away, which called for action. There was no way I would have time to make Paul a costume, so I got creative… It wasn’t perfect, but the kids sure had fun with it!

Santa

Christmas

Spit Fire even enjoyed the season (most of it attacking the Christmas tree, heh) 😀

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We have had a week of giggles and fun and hope you have too!

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A White Christmas

The first white Christmas for our little family! On Monday we awoke to another 6+ inches on top of what we already had. It continued to snow throughout the day and when Paul and I measured it later in the afternoon we had a whopping 18 inches! These are a few of the snow photos I took in the morning on Monday – it built up even more later on in the day. In the top picture – the snow is actually deeper than it looks, the girls are standing on a sheet of ice about an inch thick with more snow beneath it.

December 22 Snow Collage

Tuesday and Wednesday brought warmer temps and some snow melt, but we still have a good foot of snow out there today. So, our Christmas was plenty white!

Snow in Oregon brings its own challenges, such as no or little funding for plowing and gravel. As a result it was nigh impossible to get around, which meant an extra day or two home for Paul, which was a huge hit. They finally got things plowed on Christmas Eve day – well, some places anyway. And we were able to get my brother and his family to our home for Christmas Eve.

It was so wonderful having them with us – we actually had three Wisemen/shepherds! The cast of our Nativity play went as follows: My niece Laura was Mary, Elizabeth was Jospeh, Paul (my husband) was the donkey, my niece Emma was the Angel, Paul (my brother) was King Herod, and Dorothy, Emily, and Jacob were shepherds/wisemen. Oh, and James was a sheep, while my Sister-in-law and the new baby spectated and I narrated and played piano. It was a hoot!

Christmas Eve Nativity Collage

Later in the evening Santa came for a surprise visit with presents for all the children. James wasn’t too sure about Santa. We got a chance to see his first pouty face ever. Every time Santa even looked at him the lower lip would poke out and he would be on the verge of tears. He lost it when we sat him on Santa’s lap. It was SO cute.

James 1st Santa Collage

All the girls (except the little baby) recieved matching pajamas…

Santa Collage

Christmas was a wonderful relaxed day. Everyone had fun with their new treasures – especially the light sabers – each person (including mom and dad) recieved one for Christmas this year.

Christmas Collage

James sure figured out the present business fast –

James' 1st Christmas

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A Very Merry Christmas

James’ birth rather usurped the attention and I never had a chance to post about our Christmas.  Christmas time for our family i s a time of fun traditions going back to Paul’s and mine childhood, and new traditions that we have started together with our little family.  We gather around the piano and sing carols, act out the nativity on Christmas eve and indulge in scrumptious cinnamon buns on Christmas morning.

Recently we have begun the tradition of going to the hospital to serve dinner on Easter, Thanksgiving and Christmas, but for obvious reasons we didn’t go up to the hospital this year.  Because of our excursions to the hospital we decided on another new tradition. That was to have Christmas dinner on Christmas Eve – we especially like this one because it gets Mom out of the kitchen on Christmas day. I get to enjoy the children and play with them. We still have our Christmas dinner as we feast on left overs from the night before.

So, Christmas Eve found us feasting on our dinner afterwhich we read the Nativity Story from the Scriptures as the children acted out the different parts. This year Elizabeth was Mary, Jacob was Joseph, Dorothy was the angel, and Emily was the shepherd/wiseman.  Dad as always was Herod and I was the narrator.  In between the different scriptures we read we sing carols that go along with what we are reading…

Kids ready for Nativity

Angel & Mary

Joseph kept riding off on the donkey leaving poor Mary behind ;)

Riding to Bethlehem - Joseph was a bit reluctant to let Mary ride :)

Joseph & Mary

Angel & Shepherd

Joseph, Mary, & Shepherd

Wiseman, Joseph (taking a nap on the floor) & Mary

Other traditions of the evening include driving around to see the lights, sometimes some caroling (if we haven’t done it earlier) and a late night visit from Santa Clause (Jacob just had the hardest time waking up)…

Sleepy Jacob & Santa

Emily & Santa

Dot and Santa

Elizabeth & Santa

 Christmas morning dawns and no one is aloud to  go into the living room until everyone is up and dressed.  The kids lurk in the hall trying to peek into the room full of excitement and anticipation.  Finally we give the signal and they stampede into the room.  Stockings are the first order of the day followed by a cinnamon bun breakfast.  Only after breakfast is devoured do we gather around the tree to enjoy opening presants and wrapping paper wars…

This year I made pajamas…

Paul & Jacob in matching pjammies

Girls in the Nightgowns

And Paul made Lincoln Logs…

Kids with Lincoln logs that Dad made

So, that is a quick snippet of our fabulous Christmas. 🙂

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Christmas Eve

When I was a little girl I have fond memories of our Christmas Eve traditions. My parents would gather us all together and each of us would be assigned some part to play as we acted out the Christmas story. Mom was always the narrator, reading from the Bible the story of Jesus’ birth. It was always followed by fun treats, singing, and sometimes even a few presents as brothers and sisters exchanged. I had always hoped that when I married my husband would be eager to carry on this cherished tradition.

Paul was not only willing, but eager, though it took some time for our family to grow enough to even get Mary, Joseph and the Angel covered. This year, even though some of our troops weren’t feeling well, the children excitedly got ready for the play and donned their costumes. Elizabeth was Joseph, Emily was Mary, Dorothy was the angel, and Jacob switched back and forth between shepherd and wiseman. 🙂

Here are just a few of my favorite photos:

The Angel Gabriel Appearing to Mary

Mary and Joseph (I’m not quite sure what that expression is on Joseph’s face, I’ll take suggestions for captions on it though. It sure cracks me up.)

Our Little Shepherd

Joseph doesn’t quite know what to make of Mary kissing the Shepherd…

The Wiseman visits Mary and Joseph….”Here Mary, take it. Take it!” (That’s all I could think of for this pic, which made me laugh too, I’m sure you guys can think of better ones, if you have any suggestions, drop them off.) 🙂

The Family Troop, except Dad, who is taking the pic.

A newer traditon for us, that will last as long as we have Santa at our disposal, is to have him come visit after the kids are in bed on Christmas Eve. Oh no! I just received a dreadful report, children all over the world will be so dissapointed. Hopefully they will get this resolved in time:

ELVES REVOLT! “ALL WORK AND NO PLAY.” SANTA IS TAKEN HOSTAGE!

Santa & Elf Pirate

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A Series of Unfortunate Events….

After baking up a storm over the last few weeks I happily prepared 16 goodie plates to take to friends on Friday and Saturday evening. The kids were excited to do some carroling and we bundled everyone up tight, loaded the car and took off. While Friday was fun and rather uneventful, Saturday was fraught with peril. Well, maybe just a little peril.

Some months ago our very good friends began an addition on their house. Things never go as quickly as planned and the house is still unfinished. They had been preparing to pour concrete and so things had been even more altered than usual. My first discovery of this had been a few days before when I went to pull into the driveway, in our little old truck, or Silver Bullet as Sariah calls it (we still can’t bring ourselves to bid the poor thing farewell). To my horror I felt the truck drop beneath me as I fell into their driveway, not realizing in the foggy dark that they had dug it out to get ready for the concrete. There was no getting out, so rather sheepishly I went into their house and to their jovial hillarity I explained my predicament, and he was kind enough to tow me out, while she called and told my hubby, having a good laugh.

I suppose I can say that they cursed me, and it all started because of that fateful night, but Sat. after singing at their home I turned to follow my family out. There was quite the step down from their front porch, due to their nonexistant stairs, though there was a small mound of uneven dirt below it. All the framing for the walk way up to the house was done.

Well, I stepped off that porch and with all the grace in the world, twisted my ankle and went crashing to the ground and into the framing. I even scraped the side of my forhead on something, and have some of the most colorful bruises yet, though I don’t know if they surpass my last escapade. I managed to hoble back into their house to wash my hands off and we all marveled that me, with my graceful goofy tendacies managed to last this long, heh.

That night and the next morning I made every cooking faux pas possible (I poured the pecans into the pie pan without the crust, I forgot the eggs for the pumpkin pie filling but thankfully I remembered just before I poured it into the pie crust, I forgot to spray the jello mold before pouring the jello in, I left the bread in the oven that I was trying to dry for stuffing while heating it up for the pies and found brown crispy bread when I went to put the pies in, I heated the turkey roaster without the turkey in it, I started trying to cook the cranberries without the sugar and water though I managed to remember before I scorched any of them, and just after talking to Paul about needing to spray the muffin tins for the rolls I put them in with out spraying), and only Paul managed to save me from myself. And he wondered, “Just how hard did you hit your head?” Clearly my brain was else where.

Christmas Eve became a comedy of errors as we drove around looking at lights and Emily christened Moby Dick…. urp slop bring a mop! Later when Santa came, she almost christened him, but instead it all landed on his bag with the kids presents in it. Just after Dorothy sat on Santa’s lap she took off running, thank goodness she made it to the bathroom in time.

Poor kids, to be sick on Christmas is no fun at all, especially tummy bug sick, and not being able to eat anything. Our special Christmas breakfast was called off, I couldn’t bear to eat yummy food in front of the two sickos while all they got to eat were crackers and gatorade. We decided to try for a New Years breakfast instead.

Even with a scatterbrained, sick, and gimpy crew we managed to have an awesome Christmas. The kids are feeling much better this evening, and are happily coloring and playing with new treasures as we watch the first season of “The Muppet Show” on DVD.

Merry Christmas!!!!

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Midnight Visitor

Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house

Everyone was sleeping, except for my spouse

Around the tree the floor was bare

And in the stockings nothing hung there.

Mom was sacked out asleep on the couch

And dad slaved in his office in an ominous crouch.

When who do you think would appear at our door?

Why Santa Clause! And small feet hit the floor.

A squeal, a scream and a stampede of feet

Knocking Santa right onto his seat!

Mommy was up with her camera ready

And Daddy came out from his overworked study.

The kids each in turn sat on his lap

He gave them a present and they gave a clap.

Each Christmas wish was filled to a T

And none of the kids was left with a plea.

Then off to their beds the kids did scamper

For nothing of Christmas did they want to hamper.

Then out stepped Santa with a wave of goodbye

But no one saw him soar into the sky.

For sleepy eyes drooped and slid into sleep

But the memories forever will be theirs to keep.

-J.H. Schmidt

On Christmas Eve we arranged for our good friend to come over. He has a full Santa suit, complete with snowy white beard and black boots, the whole works. He was supposed to come over shortly after bedtime so Paul and I could set up Christmas but didn’t actually make it until midnight. I fell asleep waiting for him on the couch and Paul worked on fixing someone’s computer so they would have it for Christmas. We had figured he had forgotten when he called to say he was on his way. He came to the kids window and “Ho! Ho! Ho!” as he smacked the side of the house and shook the jingle bells. We helped the kids awake to see Santa outside and then they all stampeded out to the family room. Each kid had asked for basically only one thing for Christmas (except for Emmy, she had asked for presents). So I had wrapped and given their requests to Santa ahead of time. As each kid in turn sat on Santa and told them what they wanted he handed them a wrapped gift. Imagine their ecstatic cries as they found exactly what they had asked for inside each package. The kids gave him the milk and cookies they had set out and then scampered off to bed. Paul and I very sleepily bid our friend farewell and then set up Christmas. I think we finally crashed around 2:30 a.m. It was a very magical time with our midnight visitor and I think as long as we haven’t gone anywhere we will have a repeat next year.

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