Boy Blue – New Year’s Eve

December 31, 2009

(third time getting out of his crib and coming downstairs)

“Mummy, I need help getting in my bed.” 

This after his brother came downstairs and said, “Boy Blue isn’t letting me sleep.”


Five is Fun

December 30, 2009

My baby is five.  That means my blog is nearly five.  But that’s not the point.  The point is my baby is five. 

The reasons we had his party when we did are varied and unimportant.  How it became a class-wide party is simpler:  there is a girl in his class whose birthday is one day before Little Red’s, her mother talked me into going in on a combined class party.  It was supposed to be simple, it was supposed to be casual, it was supposed to be at the park.  It was none of those things.

We got LA County’s yearly allotment of rain in three days.  It made me very happy to have rain, even if it squelched our park plans.  My sweet friend Jen volunteered her home to a collection of people whom she didn’t know, for which I am so indebted.  When it came time to lay a table of snacks for the parents for our 2-4pm just-play-at-the-park-and-have-cupcakes party, we realized we didn’t do “simple” very well.

The party was fun, but crazy, and while Little Red was so glad to see so many of his classmates there, I think the crowds were a bit much for him.

He wasn’t alone long, he was soon joined by several of his closest friends.  At one count I believe we had eight children in that small corner.

All in all, I’m glad we did it this way.  We’ll never do a class party again.  Next year, when he turns six, he may invite six friends (plus whomever we feel needs an invite but has been left out.)  I’m glad to be getting to know the families of his class — we will all be together for six years at least.  I especially loved the creative vibe in the gifts.  One of my faves was watercolourpaper-turned postcards with a watercolour set and stamps.  We used them for Thank You cards.

Thank you, Little Red, for being you.  And thank you for five great years!

Christmas Wreaths

December 30, 2009

I found this pattern in November and immediately started saving my milk jugs. When finally I had enough for a small wreath (three) I began my project — with less than two weeks before Christmas.

Exactly one week from Christmas it was finally done. I proudly displayed my new project on our front door, and left to meet Little Red at his school for his class party.

Little Red noticed it as soon as we came home. “That’s nice, Mummy” he said, “but mine is better. Let’s put mine up.” So we did.

(Proud Mama would like to add that the boys now save milk jugs and everything else, saying, “we can make something with this! Let’s UPcycle!” I am so so so so proud of them.)

Wherein Time Sped Up

December 29, 2009

Although last year’s Christmas was not the pity party it set out to be, and it was one full of miracles, we both worked really hard to make this one better (and less in need of miracles. We have nothing against miracles, we just have something against NEEDING them. We’ve decided we’d rather see miracles without needing them so desperately.)

Little Red’s birthday party was strangely planned (I can say that without malice since it was I who planned it) and the timing put it right between American Thanksgiving and Christmas. I have learned my lesson and won’t be doing that again! Too much in one month!

I set out to keep my homemade Christmas vibe from last year, although most of the gifts were store bought. (It’s a long story but I’d really like to thank Disneyland for that! wahoo!)

The problem with the projects I undertook this year is that they were all bigger, took longer, and took more living space while in production than in previous years. The last one was completed two days before Christmas, which means that for only two suppers we had a clean table while we ate. I definitely need to manage my time better! I’m still trying to catch up on laundry from that insane month of projects, and I’ve stayed mostly on top of the dishes but haven’t given the kitchen a regular scrub-down in a couple of weeks. It’s bugging me.

Once Christmas was here and my husband’s entire family was together for the first time since … I’m not sure, it’s been a year and a half at least; things really got crazy but it was the most beautiful, fun, perfect Christmas. Today everyone goes home, our Daytime Brother is back, and Little Red’s got a friend from school coming over today and tomorrow. We are back in the swing of things! Hopefully tonight the boys will get to bed on time. I think I see Normal in the not-too-distant future. It looks beautiful.

Photos and details of the projects are forthcoming, but I will leave you with this: Paul has already put in his request for next year’s Christmas gift. He asked that I do less projects. I’ve decided I can please him and still please myself if I just start earlier. (Like mid-January.) I hear you loud and clear, sweetie! 🙂

So True

December 9, 2009

I couldn’t have said it better myself, so I leave you all with a link to a short post on my friend Karma’s blog.