Before you get started on the goals and projects you have coming up in 2009; I wanted to wish you a Healthy and Happy New Year.
In 2009, I plan to continue envying moms who can get all of their children to look at the camera.
Here’s to hoping 2009 kicks 2008 firmly is the rear end. And we all get the fresh start we deserve.
xoxo Victoria
Carl Schurz Park, New York – December 28, 2008
One thing I’ll always remember about this Christmas is watching Harrison pull up a chair as soon as he looked up and saw the Yule Log.
The Yule Log stayed on all morning as we enjoyed Christmas morning.
And while parts of our Christmas were a little bumpy this year (and not just the camera that takes amazing pictures not wanting to work!), the kids loved playing with their new toys and driving me crazy until bedtime. In my book, that’s all that really matters.
Hope your Christmas was full of pie and holiday movies J
The Thanksgiving holiday weekend is officially over.
I admit to waking up each day of the holiday weekend wondering what day it was and then breathing a sigh of relief I didn’t have to be anywhere but at home with my children.
But it’s now Monday.
Back to work and school.
No more eating homemade sweet potato pie for breakfast or ordering Chinese lunch specials because you crave a break from the candied sweet potatoes and orange infused green beans packed in your fridge.
No more everyone curling up on the couch or snuggling under the covers watching back to back holiday themed movies. Or making cups and cups of hot cocoa and making sure each cup had just the right amount of marshmallows in various sizes.
While Christmas break is on its way and this weekend can be relieved in all its food and fun glory; I thankfully have a few memories to hold me over. My favorite is of my children using water colors, stamp sets, beading kits and decorative hole punchers to entertain themselves after dinner. My kids are so crafty and I love it! And I’m so proud that TV can be turned off in our house and we survive.
This really is the most wonderful time of the year.
Someone in my son’s daycare doesn’t have their cootie shots.
So now I’m writing this blog post from my bed.
I’m home.
Typing. As my little one recovers from puking on his daycare teacher.
Fun.
Actually, ew. I feel for the woman.
And for my little boy.
It’s always lovely when your child catches something from another kid.
So I’ll be home with him trying to work in between wiping up and throwing out.
And disinfecting the entire apartment.
If I’m lucky, he’ll take a nap, and I will watch Top Chef off TiVo.
Actually the last thing I want to see is food right now.
Yeah, T minus 3 hours before I’m sick too.
Or at least until I need to change my clothes or give him a bath.
