Merry Christmas!

I hope you had an excellent Holiday season.  Christmas is always bittersweet to me: you prepare for weeks shopping, decorating, baking, mailing cards, wrapping gifts and so on. . . We put so much work into "The Christmas Spirit," and then it's over, in one day.  I want it to last a week or two, like a Christmas Jubilee!  We didn't do any of that stuff last year, but this year we decorated to the gill's.  Our house looks like the Griswald's!  

Tripp enjoyed this Christmas so much more than last year, he was still too little.  He got some great gifts that he has already put to the 21 month old test.  He loved playing with all the toys big and small, and ate his weight in candy canes.

Jesse had to work so we asked if "Ho Ho" would leave Tripp's present at the fire station so that Jesse could watch him open his present.  Santa left Tripp a Radio Flyer Wonder Horse, remember those:  back then they had the exposed metal springs that were always good for a pinched finger and they made that springy racket like a trampoline.  Tripp loves his horse, but he calls it, "a weecy" (wee-see).  He bucks his horse so big it bounces off the ground.  I see a possible rodeo career in the future.  I will post video asap!

It's the thought that counts, right?

In the spirit of holiday gift giving, it's the thought that is supposed to count, isn't it? Have you ever gotten a terrible gift, I know that it really shouldn't matter, but at some point one says, "What were they thinking?"  If the thought is what counts, then what does it mean when there is no thought put into it?  This is the worst gift I've ever received.  I'm not sure who the person had in mind when purchasing this gift, but it sure as hell wasn't us (this was a wedding gift).  It's kind of hard to tell in the picture, but this is a table.  The lion head is the base and it came with a round piece of glass for the top.  I am not really sure?

Hoarding

With the weather turning bitter and Jack Frost nipping at your. . . well, nipping at something, we have been preparing just in case we are unable to make it to the grocery store.  Tripp also found it necessary to prepare, or in other words, to hoard all the snack foods.  This is the trunk of Tripp's bike it is perfectly sized for carrying toys, crayons or snacks.  This is also a testing site for Tripp's science experiments.  When he first discovered the delicious nature of apples, he ate on one for like 5 days and in between he stored the apple in his trunk, yes this trunk of this very bike.  We threw the apple away finally after it looked like a science fair project and Bo was using it as a chew toy.  This trunk has really come in handy for Tripp, I don't know what he would do without his, "nacks!" (the "s" is silent)

Should I be concerned?

First the maxi pads and now this.  I don't know I guess the bras can be fun, this picture is after he had already shed some of them.  I think at one point he was wearing 4 maybe 5 bras at once.  SCARY MARY!  He was mad at me for taking his picture.

Holy Crap it's snowing!

So, did it snow where you live?  

Tuesday it snowed 3" in Ark City, I am so not prepared for the frigid winter.  Flashback- One year ago was THE ICE STORM, I feel like I'm still not 100% recovered.  I have really bittersweet feelings toward this weather, because I can't drive for s**t in the ice.  Tripp and I both suffered major cabin fever, because Jesse was at work and we were stuck in the house.  Not that we are always out and about when Jesse's at work, but the fact that we couldn't go anywhere if we wanted to was killing me.  On the other hand, when it snows I get that same feeling from my childhood when we would get up and pray for "Berryhill Schools," to  go across the school closings crawl.  I still watch for the school closings, I think because there are kids eating cereal watching TV hoping that their school would be next.  You know, it never failed when I would be watching the school closing that I would come in right about the time they would show "Bixby, Broken Arrow, Cascia Hall, Cushing. . ." and since it is in alphabetical order I would have to watch every other school in the state before coming back around to "Berryhill."

Tripp was really curious about the snow, he wanted to go outside in it, but didn't care for it on his boots (as you can see in the video).

Tuckered out

With all the hustle and bustle of Christmas and continuing Thanksgiving hangover we have been extraordinarily lazy.  I don't ever want to clean the house or cook or perform any of my other domestic duties.  The best I can do right now is to bathe and do a little make-up.  Tripp feels the same way, after playing in the snow he curled up in my North Face coat and took a nap in the floor.  This picture is too cute, but please don't look at the mess around him.  I feel like I have an excuse, because I didn't make the mess, therefore I shouldn't have to clean it up.  Tripp made that mess, he should clean it up.  Yeah right, that will never happen.

Chicken Little

Tripp has a real eye for fashionable eye wear, like these lovely red Dior eye glasses with rhinestone encrusted hearts with arrows.  I'm kidding he was digging around in the bathroom and found my spectacles the other day.  Doesn't he look like Chicken Little or the kid from Jerry Macguire.  He tries to put Jesse's on too, but Vern (our old beagle) chewed the plastic off the ear piece so now it just has an extra sharp pointy metal piece that rests on your ear.  They are dangerous, someone could lose an eye (I've always wanted to say that) thank god Jesse doesn't wear them in public.

OMG This is so mortifying

I don't know who this is more embarassing for, Tripp or me?  Tripp has been exploring under the cabinets in the bathroom recently, it's like a newly discovered treasure trove of fun and surprises.  He got into the post baby maxi pads, you know the kind that can dam the Rio Grande, omg!  He put them all over his room like stickers, then he tried to put one on.   I know I am going to regret this post, but I had to share the laughs.  Please enjoy as the humility ensues.(the TV is so loud in this video, sorry we were watching Don't Mess with the Zohan)