Sunday, December 14, 2014

This Place Of Ours

The past few weeks have been really tough at work. It's been super intense but it's not something I want to talk about here or now. I've recently realized just how amazing this house of ours is in the face of stress and frustration. At any moment, I can go outside and just walk. I can find a million little treasures or beautiful pictures around me.
Without a doubt, I'm really falling in love with this country life and although we have a long way to go with making the house the way we want it, it has definitely grown on me. And really, how can the outdoor space NOT grow on you?

Saturday, December 13, 2014

The Santa Train

Another yearly Christmas tradition completed!
The Santa Train!!!

The boy thought it was pretty darn awesome.  Unfortunately, I think the girls might be outgrowing this little tradition.

The best part of this year's story is the fact that Bee didn't ride with us. Why is that fun you ask? Well let me share. We were already running late. Down to the wire late. Then our truck decided to get all wonky on the way and we had to pull over to investigate. This investigation put us behind and by the time we arrived, the train had already pulled into the station. The problem was that we were stuck on the wrong side of the tracks. So what did this good mom do? I pulled the kids out of the truck and told them we would walk around the train. Yep, this is a safe train event and I drug three kids onto the train tracks. I'm perfectly aware it wasn't safe. But let's be honest, we weren't in danger. As you can imagine, the engineers were none too happy with me and I got a great little scolding. I just kept smiling and nodding. We made it onto the train despite a grand finger wagging. Bee, unfortunately, did not. I don't think he minded having an hour to himself though.

Friday, December 12, 2014

Caroling They Go

Because we live in a small town, our girls get to do some pretty awesome things. One of the very cool things that happens in our town during Friday nights in December is that our Main Street shuts down, Santa comes to visit, and children can shop at a store set up just for them.
The streets are also filled with various groups and local companies. You can buy hot dogs and hot chocolate from the Boy Scouts. You can pick up some baked goods from any number of groups conducting a fundraiser, and get freebies and gifts from local vendors. 
And did I mention the horse drawn carriage rides and live Nativity scene? Yep, all of that in our little small town.
Tonight the girls also got to participate on the court house steps by caroling with the Girl Scouts. It was cute, and awesome, and so much fun to watch them. 
I really hope they remember these moments as they get older and realize how awesome these opportunities were in their lives.

Thursday, December 11, 2014

Friday Night Leftovers: The Thursday Edition


  • I'm starting to believe our kitchen will never be completed. There are still so many little things to finish.
  • We are making headway with the projects around here but it's a slow process.
  • The semester will officially be over next Tuesday. It can't come soon enough.
  • Tot's room will be the first project on my list once I'm "off" for winter break. And for those people who think I'm really "off," well, that's laughable. 
  • Tot selected her paint color long ago and I think it will look wonderful once we are done.
  • We are hosting Christmas at our house this year. We have never, ever, ever hosted Bee's family in the eleven and a half years we've been married. I'm not going to lie, I'm nervous. This house is a giant to-do list and I know I'm going to be a hot mess getting food together. 
  • I can't wait until the stupid elf is gone. I wish I had known what a marketing ploy this thing would turn out to be when I bought it so many years ago (before anyone even knew what an Elf on a Shelf was). We don't do anything special with that elf. It's a game of I Spy every morning. 

Wednesday, December 10, 2014


Remember this eyeroll?
Wouldn't you give that eyeroll if you had to hold a wall of a gingerbread house? Of course you would. Totally reasonable. 
We had to split this little event into two nights in order to make sure we weren't building a house that would collapse upon decorating.
Last year I skipped this tradition because it pained me to spend thirty dollars on houses that the kids were barely interested in and would just sit collecting dust until being trashed after Christmas. The kids were upset we didn't build one last year, so I decided we would get back to the building this year.
I got smarter and decided to buy one house this year. It was a good move. They lost interest quickly and had no problem sharing.
Of course most of the time was spent trying to eat candy. 
Like right about now... "Can I eat dis?"
And when I limited the amount of candy that could be eaten...
Well, this.
The fun lasted about twenty minutes before everyone started disappearing. 
We go to this point before it was only Tot, determined to finish.
The finished product. Drumroll please...

Tuesday, December 9, 2014

The Eyeroll

Someone in our house has mastered the eyeroll.
Anyone want to guess what provoked this grand rolling?

Monday, December 8, 2014

Cat Alert! Cat Alert!

We have an opossum problem. As in, they exist. Around our house. We've done what we need to do with the cat food issues but they don't seem to want to go away. Therefore, war was recently declared. In an effort to *ahem* "terminate" one of the opossums, Bee found himself in a standoff with the fat one (yes, we have several and can identify them). Unfortunately, Oreo, one of the outdoor cats was trying to get involved (but never actually stands up to the nasty little opossums any other time) and Bee needed him out of the way. In an effort to keep him safe, the girls were told to hold him (Oreo, not the opossum) and he got a few minutes of royal treatment INSIDE the house. He was never put down but carried around like a baby while Bee and the opossum had a stare down outside.
The ending?
The opossum wouldn't come out. Bee gave up. Oreo returned to his outdoor life of clawing at the window screens to let us know he wants attention.