We have enough interest that the Peep Show will go on! It will be smaller than previous years, but that is okay. :)
All-O-ver, Ol-i-vore . . . we're learning that Oliver's name has some fun mispronunciations.
Also, ask him what is name is and this is what you'll hear: "My name is Oli . . . Oli . . . Oliv . . . Oli . . . I don't know."
Here I am at SFO. Again. What should have been a 40 minute layover has turned into a 5 hour layover with merely a possibility of getting on the red-eye at 10:30. Flying standby. And if I don't get on the standby flight . . . they tell me my next shot at JFK isn't for 24 hours. Yeah. So let's hope that doesn't happen. And if I don't get on standby, well, there's got to be another way home.
S: Oliver, Is Mom a child of God?
O: Yes!
S: No, Mom is a grown up!
The one night -- ever -- when Micah and I get to bed at 10:00 and could, feasibly, get 9 hours of uninterrupted sleep, Simon wakes up crying inexplicably at midnight and can't go back to sleep, Oliver falls out of bed, and we're all out a couple of hours of sleep. Clearly we need to never try to go to to bed early. It's the only way to get a good night's sleep around here.
Apparently we managed to show some restraint yesterday as we celebrated Christmas all by ourselves for the first time. We only took 103 pictures of our children opening presents. It was really and truly the best Christmas ever. Simon seems to be too young to be greedy, and he really got into the spirit of giving. He was up until 11:00 telling us, “Oliver needs this,” as he unloaded about half of his toys onto his little brother throughout the day. We loved every second of it. Well, the “Oliver needs this” got old after about half an hour, but we were still thrilled with the way things played out. Everything is so new to Simon that he had no expectations and was excited about opening presents, but not so excited that he was impatient. He loved helping everyone open their gifts and had no problem stopping to read a story in the middle of the unwrapping. We took our time, took pictures, and patted ourselves on the back for a job well done.
Originally wanted to do a nice Christmas dinner, but we decided it wasn’t worth it to bake a ham or something for the 2.5 of us who eat, so we made some fantastic pizzas and called it good. Easy. Tasty. No stress. Just the holiday spirit filling our little home. I’m still savoring it.
*Sigh* I love our family. (Falls back into the easy chair, eyes closed, arms spread wide.)
It sounds like your Christmas was perfectly merry and magical as it should be. And I don't blame you for the 103 pictures, with boys as cute as yours it would be hard to take any fewer.
Oh my gosh!! Hahahaha- thank you from the bottom of my heart for the staged picture! And just so you know: the Heiselts were with us all day in more ways than one. We had your best French toast recipe for breakfast (and yes they are) and I need to thank your mother-in-law for our dinner- I hope you recognized it from the picture. Oh!oh! And- I got your package today and am currently in Kata Golda heaven.
In short, I love you.
Sorry I've been so bad about commenting – I'm trying to catch up on lots of blogs. I'm glad you had such a fun Christmas! :0)
I love that picture of Micah holding Oliver. So cute! Sounds wonderful and peaceful. Ü
*sigh* I am SO very glad it was wonderful and peaceful this Christmas for you. We love you guys so much, and seeing you happy makes us happy.