De-Christmassing

You know it was an amazing Christmas when Victoria begs  to keep her little Christmas tree in her room for 'just another five days please!" 

When we finally turned off the intense light from the overfilled front yard and Christian came flying out of bed crying, "Somethin' happened to our Christmas lights and now I'm scared!"

Tomorrow it will all come down and we're burning the tree, thanks to this beautiful weather.

We'll just have to decorate for Valentine's Day so we all don't go into a celebratory depression or something.

Christmas Surprise for Me

Mark surprised me with a Macbook Pro this morning.  It has to be the biggest surprise he's ever pulled off!!

I haven't cried over a Christmas present since I was a little girl!

Now I'm secluded in my bedroom trying to figure out how to use it!

Just figured out it's WAY easier to upload pics to my blog!!

Hopefully this will get me blogging more!!

Thanks Honey!!

I can't believe you made such a good choice, 

let alone kept it a surprise the whole time!

The Night Before Christmas

The Santa Satellite was checked and he's on his way.

The Night Before Christmas was read.

The stockings have been hung and stuffed with care.

The gifts are piled all over the livingroom - with touches of Santa.

The kids are zonked dreaming of reindeer landing on our roof tonight.

Christian couldn't get me out of his room fast enough tonight because he wants everyone to go to sleep so Santa can come.

Victoria's feet didn't like the feel of her brand-new Christmas pj's

so Mark cut the feet off and she drifted off to sleep.

I know I will miss these days of innocence and belief in the years to come.

That's why I'm soaking up every last second this year.

They are the PERFECT ages for Christmas right now.

Merry Christmas to All and to All a Good Night!!

Visiting Santa

The annual shot with Santa

The first year BOTH kids are smiling.

Especially after a 55 minute wait.

We found lists for Santa under the tree one afternoon.

With the help of his big sister, here's Christian's list.

Dear Santa

I would like a baby.

Love Christian Mark Humphrey

Here's the little lady's list she created herself.

Dear Santa

I would like a Go Go Puppy

Love Victoria Mae Humphrey

Our Advent calendars are a mangeled mess, which means we're very very close to Christmas and we can barely handle the suspense around here.

It's going to be a very exciting weekend.



Christmas Vacation

Christmas Vacation!!!  Not the movie.  MY - OUR Vacation!!!!! 

Eleven days with my kids, family, friends, activities, projects, shopping, organizing and rest jamming in as much as possible.

Let's get it started!

Are You Done???

These are words I keep hearing over and over everywhere this time of year. 

Are You Done. . . shopping? decorating? wrapping?

How can you be done? 

I decorated a bit more today.

I will continue to shop until I am on my way to deliver the gifts.

Three people I am actually waiting to shop for until Dec. 26th (the BEST day of the year to shop!).

I will wrap on the 26 and most likely the 27th.

I will shop shop shop and shop some more until there is absolutely no more time left.

I don't understand how people get 'done'.  Do they not enter another store until after Christmas?
Do you really make a list without actually going into the stores to see what's there? 

I really don't understand.

I would say I'm close to being done.  Since it is the 21st I have to be close. 

But if I am buying you a gift this year, whether you already have one under the tree or not, and I see something I think you'll like...chances are it will be purchased and wrapped before we get together.

So no. I'm not done.  And proud of it.

How Does Santa Get In

Only a constuction worker's son would say:

(While looking around)

Hey!  How does Santa get in here?  (Mommy was in silence)
We don't have a fireplace.  (He continues to look all around the kitchen)
(I considered offering to leave the backdoor unlocked - but no need)

I bet he cuts a hole in the wall, drops off all the presents and then fixes it on his way out.

Mommy: You never know Buddy, you might be right.
Yep, I am right.  That's just how he does it!