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Mostly Wordless Wendesday – Gingerbread Girls…   18 comments

Bridget loves to make cookies, but this was the first time the girls got to taste some of our handiwork. After a celebratory “cheers” (is it bad my daughter tells me to drink more wine, and my toddlers know how to cheers before their first birthday?? LOL) the girls chowed down. Well, sort of… Taylor demolished her cookie and started attempting to pick up the crumbles left on KCs plate. KC kept half-heartedly gumming hers, but I’m pretty sure she was confused as to what all the fuss was about. And now that I’ve posted these pictures, i’ve just noticed that my husband has (yet again) given Taylor a mowhawk after her bath… Again?!?
 
Bridget and Taylor "cheers" their gingerbread cookies!

Bridget and Taylor "cheers" their gingerbread cookies!

Taylor's first taste of Christmas Gingerbread
Taylor’s first taste of Christmas Gingerbread
Kennedy's first taste of Xmas gingerbread
Kennedy’s first taste of Xmas gingerbread
Hmmm - KC's not sure if she really likes this gingerbread stuff
Hmmm – KC’s not sure if she really likes this gingerbread stuff
Love how she holds everything like such a little lady - pinkie raised and all!
Love how she holds everything like such a little lady – pinkie raised and all!

 

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When I was a kid, Christmas morning was a frantic blur of activity. Not just because we were blessed with many presents to unwrap. Mainly because we had to accomplish an entire Christmas Day in a few short hours so that we could get on the road nice and early to head north to my paternal Nanny and Grampa’s house. We would rush through mad present opening, power down the decadent Christmas morning ‘farmer’s breakfast’ my mom was famous for (pancakes, eggs, sausage, bacon, toast, hashbrowns – the works! Soooo good…), then head back to fly through more presents before getting cleaned up and presentable. It was rushed, frantic, and to be honest, sometimes felt like a bit of waste of time. All I wanted to do was laze around with my parents on one of the only days I actually got them all to myself (and together, which was equally rare). But instead, we rushed away to spend time with the side of the family that didn’t even seem to like us much. Read the rest of this entry »

Mommy Does the Reindeer Hokey Pokey – for real.   2 comments

Last week, I dressed all three little girls up in their Christmas finery (thanks Nanny!) and headed to the Sherway Santa Experience. Sherway Mall is a nice suburban mall, but its a good 30 minute drive from our house, so we don’t head there often. But I tell ya, I would drive twice that distance happily to see this Santa. Honestly, this guy is the best Santa ever. The Santa Experience is not a traditional “photo session” but instead, the kids get a 45 minute “Circle Time” type playdate with Santa. And did I mention that this guy is the best Santa ever??? Okay, enough, but honestly, I am so in love with the guy it isn’t funny. As we’d already had the photo taken, this visit was more about fun. And fun we had! We even met up with another twin mom, Sarah, and her brood of 1+2 to make the event even more fun. But I’ll tell ya, after a morning of all 3 of my wee ones out and about together with no backup, mommy was READY to come home and put everyone in bed for a good, long nap!
 
But, first things first. First job we attempted to fulfill was taking a Christmas picture. But no matter how hard I tried, or how many times I flashed the flash, there was no wrangling 3 excited little people into a Norman Rockwell moment. Oh dear. Maybe next time.
Trying for an initial family photo - but no dice...

Trying for an initial family photo - but no dice...

Once we arrived at the mall, we found a parking spot and I started the 20 minute process of setting up, Read the rest of this entry »

Our Annual Christmas Advent-ure…   4 comments

We have good friends, Patty and Jaimie Henderson, who I stole my new favorite family tradition from. A few Christmasses ago, we barged in on them with our 4 month old baby during the early Christmas season, and attempted our first time travelling with Bridget. Both mother and daughter welcomed us with open arms, and we had a fantastic day in Kingston, Ontario shopping, chatting, and drinking eggnog. Sadly, I didnt’ realize at the time that I was knee deep in Post-partum Depression, so when things didn’t go Norman-Rockwell-perfectly with our wee babe (and then I left our car unlocked overnight and it got broken into and they stole all our newly purchased Xmas prezzies), I completely lost it and made Will take us all home. So it was a bit of a pathetic weekend. But it is still one of my favorite memories. And I’ll tell ya why!

Patricia is a marvellously creative person – she is a writer, and a pretty fine Flamenco dancer (for an old broad!). She can also hide broccolies in almost anything and I don’t even know it until after I’ve eaten the healthy bits… Darn. So when I saw her that weekend fiddling with a beautiful wooden house sitting on her kitchen counter, I immediately became curious. It was a wooden advent calendar, where the doors were built right into the little house shape, and you could refill it every year. She was busy loading it with yummy Purdy’s chocolates, and other such gourmet treats. “Wow, how nice to get to pick your own nice quality chocolate”, I thought. But then she let me in on the real magic. She opened a few of the boxes, and instead of chocolate or candy, they held little tiny notes. Each one addressed to her daughter, each with a complex series of rhyming couplets containing the clues to a treasure hunt. Those led to little treasures that were too big to fit into the Advent Calendar. It totally stoked my imagination. She told me hers had come from LL Bean years previously, and that every year it was something they both looked forward to. And considering her daughter Jaimie is now driving, and looking at college in the fall, this tradition has some serious staying power. Read the rest of this entry »

Just hear those sleigh bells jinglin’…   5 comments

 
Merry Christmas from the Stewarts!

Merry Christmas from the Stewarts!

This weekend, we spent a wonderful morning with our circle of friends friends visiting Halton District’s Christmas Town. While it was quite pricey ($80 for our family of 5), the company made the trip more than worthwhile, and the money all goes to a good cause (Halton Conservation works to protect the watershed and provides wildlife education at schools).
 
We were a wee bit leary about how the kids would handle the 45 minute drive up to Mountsberg, but it was a breeze. We left just when the twins were due for their nap, and with a full belly and clean pants, they slept the whole ride. Bridget kept up a lovely “stream of conciousness” conversation with us during the journey, and it made the trip pass more quickly. After we arrived at the main Conservation House and checked in, we did some fun Christmas colouring in prep for our “two-horse open sleigh ride” off to Santa’s Workshop. It was a gorgeous day, and we had a great time singing Christmas carols and looking for flying reindeer “in training” on the trip out through the conservation lands. Looking at these pictures, I’m not sure how Daddy ended up with all the kids, and I with the camera, but I somehow think I might have had the better deal, eh?

Hey Santa…   3 comments

 
Ready to write the letter
Ready to write the letter

My baby wrote her first official letter to Santa this year. Here is what she wrote:

” Dear Santa:

I am excited to see you today at the Santa Claus Parade. I picked a pretty outfit for you. For Christmas, I would like a snow globe (yup, that’s what she wants – a snow globe!) like the one in my Barbie movie, and some Barbies, and a ball and some toys for my baby sisters. ”

Love Bridget

Age 3

The letter

The letter

As she dictated, I was thrown into some serious nostalgia for the past. I remembered years of writing my own letters – asking Santa for the same thing every year: a pony. And whatever else struck my fancy that year – a Cabbage Patch kid, various games, even a Lego “Construx” set. But always, first and foremost, a pony. Darn Santa – still waiting for that pony…  I also remember hours spent alone and with my sister, pouring over the Sears Christmas Wishbook. We would fold down the pages that held interesting toys, and were thoroughly confused as to why the Wishbook always started with mens clothes at Christmas. I mean, who in their right mind would ask for socks or underwear for Christmas? Oh, and turning super quickly past the pages of naked people in their bras and underwear… OMG, soooo embarrassing!

I am finding that as B gets more and more into each individual holiday, I too am finding my love for each holiday grows. It’s like having kids gives you the excuse to be a kid again yourself. I’ve always loved Christmas – it has retained that child-like magic for me. But seeing the holidays through the eyes of a three year old allows you to really experience it all again for the first time. Things I take for granted: knowing that Santa somehow magically gets to every little girl and boys’ house on Christmas Eve. The first taste of egg nog (okay, with a little rum for me, but her face that first taste – pure rapture!). Meeting Santa and sitting on his lap (never seen B at a loss for words, but she was almost mute!). It just makes me fall in love all over again.

Having our kids also means I now have a really great excuse to start celebrating each holiday earlier and earlier. It also gives me an added voice to push Daddy into okaying such insanity. This year, our Christmas lights got turned on in November! I know, scandalous, right? You’d think so, the way my husband reacts. But when your little girl asks you “Is it time to make the big Christmas tree in the front yard pretty again, Daddy?”, it’s too hard to say no…

Drawing Santa a picture

Drawing Santa a picture

 But the very best part about writing your little girl’s letter to Santa (besides the fact that she thought to ask for something for her sisters as well?) – watching her sign her own name at the bottom for the first time… Wow, aren’t we getting so big?