{nativity 2009}

Well, this is definitely the most serious Nativity we have had thus far. I was surprised we had so little drama! We needed to do two different takes--one with Emma as Mary, and one with Kate as Mary. They also each wanted a turn as the angel with the fancy halo made out of tinsel. With Henry as the shepherd, Jack as baby Jesus, Ryan as Joseph, and Rick as the donkey, it was perfect!

Merry Christmas, from our family to yours!

{tradition}

Tradition is one of my favorite words, and probably my favorite Christmas word. It's cozy. It feels homemade. Just hearing it evokes so many memories and emotion, that sometimes I can actually smell certain smells. It's what the holidays are composed of, it's what makes them special. We all have them, sometimes whether we know it or not.
There are some traditions I have always done, always wanted to do, and have planned to every detail. There are others that we have stumbled upon, and my children will remind me of them, saying things like, "Are we going to make cookies again this year while we decorate the tree? We always do that."
My children's memories will be founded in the traditions we have--it will be what they remember of their time at home, and my wish is that the word tradition will conjure up all the wonderful times that we've had, and that they will think of home, and how much we love them.
So today I'm going to make a list of our favorite holiday traditions, and I would love to hear some of your favorites as well!

*Making donuts and hot chocolate on the day of the first big snowfall.
*Cutting down our Christmas tree the Saturday after Thanksgiving, and going out for ice cream or hot chocolate afterward.
*Decorating our tree on Sunday, while making and decorating sugar cookies.
*Being involved in the annual Nativity Exhibit and Concert the first week in December, then attending the concert and walking around to see all the amazing nativities.
*A girls' day to see the Nutcracker and have lunch.
*Reading a Christmas story every night in December.
*Reading aloud Dickens' A Christmas Carol as a family.
*Opening a box from our advent calendar each morning--the weekdays hold candy, and the weekends include enjoying family activities...driving around to see lights, singing Christmas carols, watching our favorite Christmas movies while eating popcorn, and more.
*Deciding with Rick the gift we will make for our kids, then working together to get them done in time!
*Making yummy Christmas treats, then driving around together to deliver them to friends and neighbors.
*Visiting the Santa House, so the kids can sit on Santa's lap and see the reindeer.
*The Wade Family Annual Nativity play on Christmas Eve...by far one of our favorites. Rick is always the donkey, I'm the narrator and cameraman, Ryan is Joseph, and all the other parts are up for grabs. This year we have two potentials for baby Jesus...
*Making gingerbread houses.
*Seeing friends and family as much as we can!
*Rick and I wrapping all the gifts together on Christmas Eve, while watching movies. (Yes, we purposely save all of our wrapping until then!)
*Checking out the stockings first thing Christmas morning, then eating breakfast, followed by opening presents. We open them one-by-one, starting with the youngest and working our way up.
*Staying in our pajamas all day Christmas Day, then getting dressed and going to see a movie in the afternoon. (There have been years we haven't been able to see a movie, due to small babies, but we love it, and do it whenever we can!)

The only problem is, the month seems to fly by, and Christmas is here before I know it. I wish time would slow down a little during December--I want it to last a little longer!

Merry Christmas!

{tis the season...}

Even after a major fudge failure, major sewing machine issues, and an over-packed project schedule in direct proportion to my homemade gift excitement, I still think I will have everything done in time for Christmas.

Do I love the craziness? Yes, I do!

{snow day}

Well, it worked. Flushing ice cubes down the toilet, putting a spoon under your pillow, and wearing your pajamas backwards must really make a difference in determining a snow day! It definitely made a believer out of Ryan, that's for sure, because he followed all these steps to a "t".

We woke up to our first big snow of the year this morning, and it was beautiful. I just love that cozy feeling of staying inside, curling up to read a book or watch a movie, and enjoying the winter wonderland outside the window. It's also wonderful not to have to follow a schedule, get anyone on the bus, or have to leave the house at all!

The girls wanted to go outside first thing this morning, so I got them all bundled up and out they went! They tromped all around the backyard, wanting to make footsteps in every part of the yard. They slid down the slide into a pile of snow, and jumped on the snow-covered trampoline.



When they came in, we had homemade hot chocolate and chocolate chip muffins...yum!


We then spent the day just playing, and enjoying each other. It was a really, really great day.

{LOVE this kid!}

So yesterday I was sweeping the floor, and Ryan was standing at the island talking to me about school, etc. He stopped for a minute and then asked..

Ryan: Mom, do you still have baby weight you're trying to lose?

big pause here...not sure what's coming next.

Me: Um, yes I do.

Ryan: Well, it doesn't look like that to me. You just look normal.

I'll take normal!

He is also amazing with his sisters and brothers. His teacher took me aside aside a month or so ago, and told me how much he loves talking about them at school. He writes stories about them, and always wants to bring them in to show all his friends. It really is very cute.

I just have to brag on him for minute more. He is SUCH a huge help to me at home, and I have to say I think it's quite incredible that he can watch take care of his siblings so efficiently. Over the past year he has put girls to bed, fed babies, made dinner and fed the girls, and helped them get their breakfast in the morning. Through my whole pregnancy when I couldn't do much, then after the babies were new and I was still somewhat limited, I really had to count on him a lot, and he did it...with no complaints.

It has been so fun having him get older. Now he gets to stay up later than the four little ones, and we watch movies, eat popcorn, play games, and do lots of other things together. He loves to run errands with me, and he actually makes grocery shopping fun.

I am so grateful for this boy...he was definitely meant to be the older brother, and I have a strong feeling he is one of the reasons that our children came in the timing they did. I love you, Ryanboy!!

This is one of my all time favorite pictures of Ryan and Kate.


Ryan, consoling Kate when she was sick.


Classic tale of Ryan, helping his sisters:


This one just cracks me up! It's a classic brother/sister picture.


This is Jack or Henry...I can't tell, but I think you can see in Ryan's face how much he loves this baby!


This was taken just today, as I was teaching piano lessons.


He wanted to carry a baby, while Rick cut down the tree.


We love you, Ryanboy!

{a new tradition}

Yesterday I was able to fulfill a tradition that I have always, always wanted to do---take my girls to see the Nutcracker ballet.

They are just 3 years old, and we all know how long their attention spans can be, but since it only comes to our small town every three years, I was just too impatient to wait for the next one to come around. I wasn't sure how it would go, so I just planned ahead of time that it would be okay if we had to leave early.

We dressed up, then met our friends for lunch (other moms and their girls) first before heading to the theater for the matinee.

It was SO fun. The theater was packed with people, all dressed up, and everything was decorated so festively. I can't even explain the excitement in the air as we made our way to our seats--just 30 feet from the stage. Some of the programs had coloring pages in the them, and they handed out crayons at the door...SMART.

Then the lights went down, the music started to play, and the show was on.
The girls did pretty well for the first little while. Kate was asking a million questions, which I'm fine with, but her cute little voice can really carry, so I was trying to get her to use her church voice. That was the problem I guess, since that's how loud she talks there too! They were fascinated by the mice, and by the special effects that were used. They loved the sparkly tutus that the ballerinas wore, and told me me how much they wanted one just like it.

After an hour, they were hitting their maximum. They were getting really antsy, and Kate had to go to the bathroom again (despite already going beforehand). I was glad they made it to the intermission, but I knew it was time to make our exit. I believe in theater etiquette, and I didn't want to bother all the other patrons that wanted to enjoy the show. I would have loved to have stayed, but I was doing it for them, and I knew the day was a success.



They had a great time, and are still talking about it. This will definitely be a tradition that I hope will last for years to come.

{a day at the salon}

Call me crazy, but I took my four youngest with me to the salon today. The girls were in desperate need of a haircut, and I finally just made them an appointment to get it done.

Yes, I've tried cutting it myself. I've cut my boys' hair forever, so I decided it couldn't be that different. I actually did okay for several years, until Emma's hair started to get so thick I wasn't sure what to do anymore. I couldn't just trim around the bottom anymore, or add in my own layers or stacking--it required a lot more skill than I was ever going to have. So, I decided if I was going to keep their short, it needed to have a distinct style, and one I could keep up.
So, that brings us to today, and our trip to the salon. I timed it so that the boys had already eaten, and wouldn't need to eat again for awhile.

Our favorite hairstylist in the world is also the smartest hairstylist in the world, and has a whole bin of dum dum suckers and smarties with an unlimited quota. I think they each consumed at least 10 suckers each, maybe more, and I didn't even care. As soon as they were done with one, they would hand me the stick, and I would hand them another sucker! It totally worked, and after an hour and a half, we had two darling haircuts with not one breakdown, tantrum, or frustrated moment.

They are very pleased with their new "do's", and tell me they have princess hair. I love them too, and it was worth every penny!

Miss Emma



Miss Kate