Wrapped and Ready

Well, it's official. The presents are wrapped and ready to go and tomorrow is Christmas eve. Cameron is in bed with her hair rolled up into the old school rag curlers, just to make her that much cuter. Tucker is past the point of anxious and is now just in some kind of Christmas haze in which he sits on the couch, quivering a little from pure excitement and then will just randomly holler out Christmas words, such as "Rudolph", or "Jingle Bells", or "Santa"! Poor kid, I don't think he realizes that it's finally here. Remember when we were little and December seemed to just drag and drag and drag? I remember specifically thinking that 17 days until Christmas had might as well have been an eternity. And now, here we are, Moms and adults and there is just not enough minutes in December to put on a proper Christmas. What with the baking, and the family photo for the Christmas cards, and the decorating, the lights, the tree, the shopping, the teacher gifts, the Christmas attire for church, the crafts, and tv shows, and activities, parties, gingerbread houses, etc., it's no wonder that all I want for Christmas is a bottle of wine and a soft place to land for an evening. But, even though it's hectic and chaotic, I love every single second of the preparation for Christmas.
This year we are especially excited because both kiddos are excited as can be, totally understand the concept of Santa, but totally believe in the magic of it all, and what else can you do but make sure it's perfect. Can't wait for Christmas morning.
Anyways, just winding down from another busy day of prep and ready to head off to bed so we can get up and start the procession of gifts, which starts Christmas Eve Morning at 10 with breakfast and gifts, then home for resting and ready for Church at 5, where both kids will be sheep in the Christmas play. Then out to Grandparent's house for 17 pounds of Prime Rib, Shrimp Cocktail, and all the fixins, home, up for Santa, kick back in a haze of battery operated toys, then over to other Grandparent's house for dinner and then back home for more fun with toys and our new Nintendo Wii that Santa is bringing for the kids.
Hope your Christmas is wonderful.

My Year In Status

Anybody out there heard of facebook? Of course you have, and if you're like me, you realize what a time sucker it can be. And the newest application that will suck the time right out of your day is the Year in Status application. Facebook is able to go back in and find random posts from your 2010 and organize them into this beautiful template that makes your life not look quite like such a chaotic train wreck. Until you start reading and you realize that over a fourth of your posts involve puke or other bodily functions of children. And then you realize that yes, this is exactly what my 2010 looked like. And it makes me smile. Because some day I won't have any puke to clean up, or kids cranked out on sugar highs, or contractions to watch and compalin about. And for now, this is life defined as perfect. If you get a chance, check out this application. It's the perfect waste of a chunk of your day.

Is it time yet? I can't wait

Is it time yet? I can't wait is the theme around our house right now....I saw this commercial on tv and thought of Cameron and Tucker on Christmas. Merry Christmas!

Radio City Rockettes

So tonight I got to go see the Radio City Rockettes here in Boise and I must say I was absolutely fascinated with this show. It was awesome. Cameron was so excited while she sat and giggled about the dancing Santas and all of the girls in their fancy costumes. If you ever have a chance to go see this show, go.

Gearing up for Christmas around these parts. Busy Busy Busy is the theme around here. Hoping to settle in and catch up on the blog next week. For now, hope you have a very Merry Christmas.

Kindergarten Balls

I picked Cameron up from school the other day and was trying to make conversation while we drove. I asked her who had show and tell and she told me his name. I then asked what he had to share. She said he just had something to tell. He told us about his balls that he left at home. He really likes to play with his special balls, but he forgot to bring them to school. He's going to try to remember to bring his balls next time.

It might be the fact that we were snowed in for two days and the only people I've communicated with were under the age of six. But I couldn't help but smile.