Wow. It is really hard to blog with a toddler and an infant. I commend all the other moms who can keep it up because it's ridiculously difficult to find time to do it. BUT, here I am! We survived Christmas (barely) and rang in the New Year.
Christmas was a little rough. John and I referred to it as possibly the roughest Christmas ever but that means that next year can only be more fun! It wasn't too terrible, but Jack was just really rough. It started with a very fun Christmas Eve. My parents and sisters came up for the day and we had a nice dinner. Then we headed on out to see the Christmas Caroling Truck which has become sort of a little tradition for us.
Sam slept through all the noise and lights and kept warm with his reindeer hat. Our friends tagged along too which Jack really enjoyed because, besides being buds with the little boy his age, he has a giant crush on his two sisters. It's pretty cute.
We had so much fun at the parade that Jack got completely wired and didn't go to bed until 10pm. We were hoping (but not expecting) that he might sleep in on Christmas day but no such luck. At 5:10am he stumbled into our room holding his new prized possession from Aunt Julie - a number placemat that counted up to 100!
The minute he walked into the family room he asked one question, "where's my number puzzle?" You see, he had asked Santa for one thing...a number puzzle. And he wanted that thing immediately. I suggested opening his stocking first but he just said, "umm...where's my number puzzle?" He was momentarily distracted by his new basketball hoop that he loves! Daddy let him take a few shots inside but then mommy insisted on moving it to its more permanent home outside before too many ornaments were broken.
Sam seemed to like it too.
Of course, after his insistent questions, we handed him a package and guess what Santa had brought him?! A number puzzle. He was in love.
Of course, one of his other favorite presents was the drug store calculator that Aunt Leslie got him. It's the simple things.
Of course, in general, Jack was pretty blasé about the whole thing. Christmas? Not too exciting to this guy. Couldn't be bothered to open more than two presents every hour. At least he enjoyed each present that he opened. It was just a slow lazy process.
Sam, on the other hand, clearly amped up about this special holiday.
Well, he got into it eventually....
But it turns out Jack just needs more than 7 hours of sleep because by 7:30am he was done. It was tantrum time and there was lots of kicking and screaming and throwing things and lying on the floor. Then hiding in the garage. Then just screaming that he wanted to go on a walk. So there we all were, all four of us walking to Starbucks at 7:30 on Christmas Day. I guess we are that family. The rest of the day was just a back and forth between happy and miserable and screaming. Sigh. Like I said, next year...
On the 26th we drove down to San Diego to see some of my high school friends and spend time at my parents' house. It was a good decision because Jack is always super happy at their house. Turns out Sam thought it was pretty nice too. Who doesn't like sunbathing next to a gorgeous pool in December?
It was super fun to see my high school friends and see our kids play together. Two baby boys a month apart, two 2 year old boys, one 3 year old girl, and one 6 year old boy. Woohoo! And we haven't changed a bit since our graduation 17 years ago. (Ha!)
Of course, another highlight was getting away for a few hours courtesy of grandma's babysitting. John and I had a delightful lunch on the beach without any screaming kids. Very lovely.
Of course the best part of every visit to SD is seeing how much fun Jack has with his grandparents. He's at an age now where he loves Grandma and Grandpa so much and constantly asks me when we can visit them. He had a great time with them both!
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