1. It’s Cookie Walk time again…which means we turned these (20 dozen!)…
into these (stealing an idea from my friend Lauren)…
and, yes, the first batch of icing was too thick and the second batch was too thin, but they all dried beautifully and were safely transferred to church, so we wouldn’t eat them…
2. Quincy did a Polar Plunge yesterday. It wasn’t an actual event…just something she and her friends cooked up. And, yes, we thought she was smarter than that too. After watching a video that one of her friends put on facebook, poor Feff was distraught, “My Quincy! My Quincy! What happened? Is she OK?” Bless his heart.
3. Fiffer brought home an ornament that she had made at school, along with a beautiful note that said, “Thank you, Mom and Dad, for taking such good care of me.” She was so excited to give it to me…and I was so excited to open it…but after I read the note aloud, she said, “I think I better give it to my mom” and then looked at me, obviously worried about my reaction. (For the record, half of her class had to make more than one ornament since both of their parents weren’t living together, but Fiffer…for whatever reason…rejected this idea.) I hugged her and reassured her that it was fine with me if her mom got the ornament…her poor mom will be sad on Christmas Day…but I get to be with Fiffer and her brothers…which is way better than an ornament. It was a nice moment…but poor kid…life shouldn’t be this confusing at the ripe old age of eight.
4. On a similar note, Feffer had some questions last night at bedtime. We’ve been keeping Christmas on the down-low, mostly talking about the Sunday School program (which is on Christmas Eve…which all of the kids are supposed to be in…but I’m sure the little boys will chicken out). I haven’t brought a single gift into the house, since they’re all such sneaky little snakes. So. Evidently Feffer has been worried, because last night, after the other two settled down, he asked me a string of soft questions, “Kris…are we getting presents tomorrow (they’re celebrating with their mom on Friday)…are we getting presents on Christmas Eve…but there’s nothing in your closet (ha!)…did you make me something (double ha!)…” Finally, after being assured that I have some presents for him, he held my hand for a few minutes…even resting his cheek on it…before he fell asleep.
5. Both Fiffer and Feffer had pajama days at school this week. They were over-the-top excited. Seriously. So. Excited. When I suggested that we have a pajama day while they’re on break, they were beside themselves with joy. Ah…the simple joys.
6. Although Fiffer wears dresses quite a bit, they’re all pretty casual, so I picked her up a dressy Christmas dress last week…and let her wear it to school yesterday. There’s nothing quite like a little girl twirling around the house in a new dress, knowing completely that she’s a princess.
7. After finishing The Giver as a family (big kid) read-aloud, we watched the movie yesterday morning (while the littles were at school). Such a good book, and such a good movie. It deviates from the plot a bit (more action, more romance) but definitely captures the spirit of the novel. Good stuff.
8. Quincy gets home tonight! And Josiah’s off work! Let the games begin!