Middle of December already and we couldn't be more in the Christmas spirit here. The snow is white and still falling, the temperature hasn't been above freezing in at least 2 weeks, the lights and trees and nativitys are out & loaded, and my suitcase is sitting on the bed, waiting to be packed.
I've always wanted to be one of those "holiday travelers", so I'm very excited. This will be our last post this year from Nebraska. Friday, the kids and I will be heading to Ft. Morgan, Colorado to hop the train, first to Chicago and then on home. Daddy's going to chauffer us and give two week's worth of kisses and hugs.
The past week has been fairly uneventful. Eden had only one day of preschool, because of a snow day. We woke to temps in the -20's for a few days running and were cooped up, learning how to play nicely together, all day without an outdoor break. I'm not sure on whom it was harder... Eden dared the weather a couple times, but it didn't last more than about 15 minutes. On Thursday when it was still -10 and time to get in the car for school, I bundled her up completely. Her eyes hidden behind the scarf, she yelled, "Mommy, I can't see to walk! Where are my eyes?!"
We've baked dozens of cookies this week, read just as many stories and watched probably a little too much Nick Jr in this cold weather, but we have certainly survived. Lars is still getting over an ear infection, but the runny nose has finally stopped and he's back to sleeping all night.
Friday, all four of us stayed home and did a whole lot of playing. Cars, trains, books, wrestling, coloring, cooking baking and naps. Eden and Mommy went to the library to pick out books for the upcoming train ride and while she played there, I snuck next door and re-stocked both ambulances. She either didn't notice that I'd left, or she really didn't care, I'm not sure which.
Friday night, Kyra stayed overnight and her and Eden watched movies and ate pizza. As usual when Eden's not in her own bed, she woke up just before 0300, screaming and crying and unable to calm down. This time, she dreamed that she'd rolled over and squished her baby's head off. Being pregnant myself, I've had a few of those kind of dreams. Of course, she's four, but never the less....
Saturday morning, Kyra left to go collect food with the girl scouts and after leaving our bag of goodies out the front door for collection, we got dressed and headed to Gering to see Santa's snow village. It was pretty cold, and at a cloudy 20 degrees, the kids only lasted about 15 minutes. The village is very cute and the hot chocolate and cookies were plentiful.
Eden was not impressed with the jolly old man and looked at me like I was crazy when I suggested sitting upon his knee. I reminded her that he's just pretend, dressed up in a Santa Halloween costume. He even told her he's not the 'real' Santa. She gave me another strange look and informed me that she'd just take his bag of candy and be on her way.
This afternoon is the kid's Christmas program at church. Eden knows her angel line very well, but will probably not say it when she's standing in front of everybody. She also knows the first two verses of Away in a Manger, and would like to sing Onward Christian Soldiers instead of "that Mary song I don't know" (LSB 933). I'm looking forward to her first theatre experience and I'm sure there will be plenty of pics next blog!
NOTE: Anybody looking for the dedication Sunday blog or the Strawn Christmas Letter, go to Blog Archives (right column, way bottom) and check out Dedication Sunday and, click December and find Christmas Letter~
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