Thursday was Christmas. That was the big day. We spent the night with my parents on Christmas Eve so we could make it there in time for the big Christmas breakfast with my family. My mom always makes quite a spread, then we do presents with all of them. There's a LOT of us, so that takes a while. Then we have a little break to regroup and make more food, then we go to my aunt and uncle's at 2:00 to celebrate with my dad's family. Again, that's a big group. We left there at 6:30'ish, and all 3 kids were asleep within minutes--never to wake up again until the next morning. Actually, Big Sissy did wake up briefly while Daddy was laying down with Little Sissy and I was nursing the baby. She cried until I came in there. She was so disoriented she thought we left her at the party. "Mommy," she said groggily, "this room sure looks a lot like our house." Poor babies. They were so exhausted!
Monday, December 29, 2008
Christmas Highlights
Thursday was Christmas. That was the big day. We spent the night with my parents on Christmas Eve so we could make it there in time for the big Christmas breakfast with my family. My mom always makes quite a spread, then we do presents with all of them. There's a LOT of us, so that takes a while. Then we have a little break to regroup and make more food, then we go to my aunt and uncle's at 2:00 to celebrate with my dad's family. Again, that's a big group. We left there at 6:30'ish, and all 3 kids were asleep within minutes--never to wake up again until the next morning. Actually, Big Sissy did wake up briefly while Daddy was laying down with Little Sissy and I was nursing the baby. She cried until I came in there. She was so disoriented she thought we left her at the party. "Mommy," she said groggily, "this room sure looks a lot like our house." Poor babies. They were so exhausted!
Sunday, December 28, 2008
The Tornado Has Struck
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
ABC's--Fancy Style
We have all been a little stir crazy this week. With the weather being bad, we haven't really gone anywhere. The good news is I'm almost caught up with my laundry, I got 6 months of photos put into albums, and I'm about halfway done with Christmas update letters (I was too cheap for cards this year--sorry). The girls have done a good job of entertaining themselves--and us--while we're "snowed in." The other night they wanted to do a concert. They got themselves dressed in their fancy clothes, told us where to sit, and performed SEVERAL numbers. Little Buddy joined right in and was very excited.
So here's their ABC's--fancy style. Some funny details are Little Sissy's dress tucked into her bloomers (I think this is a gypsy halter top she pulled on), a necklace hanging from something random on her dress, my open dishwasher, and the bag of trash sitting there. (I don't know why I bother with a cute little trash can. It's filled within an hour and then the bag just sits next to it on the floor.) Hope you enjoy the concert. They would never do it if you were actually here. Well, Little Sissy might.
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Snopes for God Rumors
It has come to my attention recently that there are people who think God is opposed to Christmas trees. I'm really surprised that I've never heard this before, since I've seen a lot of bans in my lifetime: Disney World, Crest Toothpaste, trick or treating, Liz Claiborne products, McDonald's, etc. But the Christmas tree one is new to me. The supporters of this idea
2Thus saith the LORD, Learn not the way of the heathen, and be not dismayed at the signs of heaven; for the heathen are dismayed at them.
3For the customs of the people are vain: for one cutteth a tree out of the forest, the work of the hands of the workman, with the axe.
4They deck it with silver and with gold; they fasten it with nails and with hammers, that it move not.
5They are upright as the palm tree, but speak not: they must needs be borne, because they cannot go. Be not afraid of them; for they cannot do evil, neither also is it in them to do good.
Here are some problems that I see. First, the King James Version is a translation from 1611. It's hard to understand because it uses Elizabethan language from that time period. There are other really good translations that use more modern language. Second, you have to understand that the Bible sometimes uses a word like "tree" to represent something made from a tree. Like when you hear that Jesus died on a tree, He actually died on a wooden cross--made from a tree. Third, you have to dig deeper to see what the heathens were doing with the trees. They were not decorating them with nice silver and gold garland and ornaments. They were fashioning images out the wood, then covering it with silver and gold to make idols to worship. This scripture was talking about worshiping created things rather than the Creator Himself. So unless you are praying to your Christmas tree, I don't think this passage is relevant to making your decision about whether to have a Christmas tree. If you just don't want one, that's your prerogative; just don't use this passage as your reason.
One legend of how the Christmas tree got started actually revolves around Martin Luther, a founder of the Protestant faith. The story goes that he was walking through the forest one Christmas Eve. As he walked he was awed by the beauty of millions of stars glimmering through the branches of the evergreen trees. So taken was he by this beautiful sight that he cut a small tree and took it home to his family. To recreate that same starlight beauty he saw in the wood, he placed candles on all its branches. This is only one of many legends, though. Even if the practice originated in pagan rituals of some kind, that meaning has been long lost. Now they are just beautiful decorations, and the evergreen still represents life. I think God is definitely in favor of life! So there you go. That's my snopes answer for "Does God hate Christmas Trees?"
Sunday, December 14, 2008
Stay With Me Here
Focus, panties, focus. Girls have to start early keeping everyone on task!
Friday, December 12, 2008
Cookie Day
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
My Little Presbyterian
Tonight Big Sissy had her Christmas program. It was very cute, and somehow Little Sissy slipped into the mix of children and got to sing along with them. I'm sure the teachers were wondering why they didn't remember her, but she knew all the songs from listening to the CD over and over and over and over in our van the past few weeks. We thought it was kind of funny so we didn't make her get down. (It was informal, moving through the Christmas Journey with small groups of children.) By the time it was done and our children had consumed more than a reasonable amount of sugar at the end, it was late and everyone needed to get home to bed. At one point, after waiting for what seemed like forever for Big Sissy to get her seat belt buckled, Daddy told her if she didn't hurry up she was going to "lose" her new camel and star that she just got at the program (paper things glued on craft sticks).
She sighed and said, "Dad, can I get a little grace? I'm working on it."
I had to turn my face toward the window and hold my breath so I didn't laugh out loud. She's a good Presbyterian already.