We had Christmas with the kids last Sunday after church. When everyone got there there was a sign on the front door - no entry go through garage. This did not set well with Kaiden. He kept asking me why no entry - why do we have to go through the garage?
When we got into the house there were strings everywhere including across the front door. Christmas stockings were hidden at the end of each string.
Everyone had to follow their string, winding it up as they went until they found their stocking.
The best pictures of this process are on Tito's camera as I was helping Kaiden with his string. But for some reason I cannot download the pics. The strings went under furniture, under pillows, around and around door knobs, down the stairs and even outside. Kaiden was thrilled that his went under a rug, down the stairs and around his motorcycle before he found his in the bathtub.
After opening the stockings (which look a lot like bags this year),which Kaiden was more than happy to help with, we had brunch and then opened presents.
Kaiden played Santa and passed out the gifts (the pics are on Tito's camera). He was also more than glad to help opening the packages. When he gave me my present from his family he told me "I can't tell you what is in it until after you open it." As they were leaving he told me again, "I don't like no entry go through garage". I told him the string was in the way and we couldn't get in. He said he could, which he was probably right. While everyone else was stooping and crawling and stepping over and under strings, he just whizzed right through.
This banner is hanging at church for advent. When Kaiden saw it he asked me why the tree was in the bathtub. Good question.
Tito has one of those soft squeeze hand exercise balls that is shaped like a brain. It has been misplaced for a few days. Yesterday Kaiden found it under the bed and informed me he found Tito's brain. I wish it was that easy to find mine some days.
Last Sunday our lesson at church was about John the Baptist. During the children's sermon, our pastor told the kids about him eating locusts and wanted to know if they had eaten anything strange. Kaiden told me you would have to put chili on them. To truly appreciate that comment you would have to know Tito puts chili on everything.
The girls wanted to try chestnuts when we were in Georgetown. They are trying to decide if they liked them or not. The verdict was they tasted like dirty sweet potatoes. Nathan, Tito and I had already decided years ago we thought they tasted like dirty socks smelled. Lucky Dave didn't have to try them - he's allergic to nuts. Kaiden asked for water as soon as he tasted them. We like the song though!
Kaiden insists Trevin's name is Baby Trevin. He will correct you. One day Tito asked him if he was going to call him Baby Trevin when he was older like Kaiden is now. Kaiden said "No, then he will be Little Boy Trevin". Tito and I wondered if he will then be Big Boy Trevin, Teenager Trevin and so on .
I am grateful that all my Christmas shopping is done and I do not have to deal with the crowds at the stores from now until Christmas. I do not like to shop in the best of situations and the stores from now until Christmas are far from the best of situations.
A couple of weeks ago we got together to have a family picture taken. I invited the boys' Godparents to come. I am grateful for these wonderful people who made a commitment to the boys. I am grateful that Nathan and Stacy made such good decisions.
Twenty years ago, Tito and I were married. I am grateful for life we have made together, through better and worse, through sickness and health. I am grateful that sometimes we are given a second chance and am looking forward to the next 20 years.
Marilyn, Kathy and I went to high school together and we all turned 60 this year. We planned our week long birthday celebration all year. Kathy flew in from Washington state and we drove to Marilyn's home above Fort Collins. We had a wonderful time for the 2 days we were together before I received news of my brother's death. We stayed up late playing games, laughing, remembering, talking about our children, our grandchildren, the good times, the bad times. Spending time with long-time friends is so comfortable, such a blessing and I am so grateful we had 2 days.
On the 2nd day we went into Fort Collins and walked around. On our way back we saw these moose and quite a few deer.
Mom and baby were running off, so they are pretty blurry.
We saw many deer, but this one was right beside the road and didn't run off when we stopped. It was sad that I didn't get to stay the week, but am glad I did get to share 2 days with my long-time friends.
I am grateful to Tito and Dave for saving my laptop. It froze up and I was afraid I had lost all the pictures. Tito got it up and running again, but somehow the update to my anti-virus software caused my num lock to freeze and I could only type numbers no matter what key I hit. Dave found the fix for that. Thank you. I have made a back up copy of my pictures.
My brother, Melvin, and me with my first Christmas tree.
With his horse, Goldie.
On our farm in Fort Lupton
On our way home from picking him up from basic training in San Diego
A picnic at my house with his grandson on his lap and a great nephew on mine
All five of us
Teasing me as always
One of my favorite pictures - walking with my big brother.
My brother, Melvin, who I adored, who teased me until I cried when I was little, who would hold things far above my head and make me beg to get them back, who would let me stand on the floor board of his motor scooter and take me for wonderful rides (until Mom found out), who always had a twinkle in his eye, a smile, a hug passed away on Wednesday. I will miss you.
Last week I picked Kaiden up from Sunday School and brought him home with me for a few hours. We picked some of the last cucumbers and zucchini from the garden. He helped me make pickles and bread. He very carefully helped measure the spices and add them to the bread. He also watched the measuring cup while I poured the vinegar for the pickles until it got to the amount we needed. I am very grateful for having such a good helper and for how proud he was to take some pickles and bread home to MaMa and DaDa.
There is light at the end of the tunnel. My budgets at work are very close to being ready to be sent to accounting for audit and then on to owners for approval. Far from complete, but much closer to not working 10-12 hour days, 7 days a week. And next week - vacation.