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Showing posts with label Christmas. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Christmas. Show all posts

Friday, December 30, 2011

Special

Lyla and Lottie, dad and I wanted to find a way to honor your blessed presence in our home at Christmas time, so we started looking for ways to do that.  I came across this Etsy site that had the most adorable little hand-painted ornaments, proclaiming the name and birth on a snowman.  I was so excited when they arrived, wrapped in pretty white boxes.  I let you pull them out of the box and look at them.  Lyla, you said “eww, pretty!”.  I look forward to letting you each hang your special ornament each year. 

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Oh Christmas Tree

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Dear Lyla, we set up our tree Thanksgiving Weekend before dad left for work.  We worked really hard to find the perfect tree like we do every year….at the home depot tree lot.  LOL.  We figure going to the lot is just as exciting to you as getting all cold and wet up the mountain.  You proved us right and had a great time.  We really did let you choose  the tree and as you can see, you chose great!  Everyone who came to our house asked if it was real because it looked so perfect.  We LOVE the smell of real pine all December long.  You also had a ball decorating the tree.  I would give you the balls that were easy to hang and you would concentrate so hard to thread that little loop over the branch of needles.  You did it skillfully and meticulously.  I was so proud.  Once we plugged in the lights you were in awe and starred up at the angel in wonder.  It was a beautiful sight.  It marked the beginning of the Christmas festivities, which was very exciting for me.  Charlotte feel asleep on the way home from getting the tree but we let her try and hang a few balls later just for funYou were great to help me water the tree when it needed it.  .  It seems like a ball or two mysteriously falls off the tree each day, so it’s sort of evolved into a tree that’s decorated from about 3 inches and up Smile

 

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Friday, February 25, 2011

One last Christmas Post


Lyla had two experiences seeing Santa Clause this year. This first (pictured above..sorry cell phone pic) went okay. She looked confused and a little timid. BUT, the second was TERROR filled. TERROR. It was in the mall and I'm pretty sure the workers 7 stores down could hear her cries. I felt SO bad. Why do we have this tradition again?

Monday, February 21, 2011

Christmas Day 2010

Christmas 2010 abbrev.
sticky candy cane cheeks. the awe of snow globes. glee Christmas music [booty shaking]. "oh wows". retro pink kitchen. oreo bon bons. run cake. giving partially unwrapped gifts to all the family. teeth/slobber marked wrapping paper.
Christmas Morning (NOT abbrev.)
Taking her little hand and walking down the hall towards the hall [my] anticipation building...a memory I hope to hold in my brain forever. It was clear she wasn't quite sure what to think. Why were people standing in her room with cameras? I think she got it when she saw the new shiny kitchen and table and chairs. I had built up how much she would love the kitchen since she loves the one at my moms. So which one did she go for? Oh yea, the cheapo table and chairs I nabbed on Black Friday. hahahah. After she had climbed all over the table and chairs, she of course took in this new kitchey. How cool the doors open to find little tiny toys inside. She even raised her hands in the air and said "oh wow!". Oh wow indeed Lyla babe. Best Christmas Ever.























































After we did the Santa thing, we went to my mom to open gifts. Tearing off the paper had to be Lyla's favorite part. She was also pretty excited about her lap top, pink vans, baby doll(s), baby bed (which is totally to die for...with a working mobile), purse, and necklaces.
















Baby Doll, shmaby doll. She wanted in the bed!

Playing later that day....:)