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Archive for December, 2010

While the title of this post is endearing and a bit silly, one week ago that is far from how I felt about this whole situation. You see, my little daredevil, you thought it would be fun to scare Mommy half to death by climbing up our TALL dressers. Yet, I didn’t know this until I heard the crash from our room as it fell on top of you. Never before have I been so scared for you. We rushed you to the ER, conveniently two minutes down the road, and the good nurses and doctors there took great care of you (and me, I was hysterical) until they determined that there was nothing majorly serious (besides your two front teeth missing and some seriously banged up gums), and discharged you. But before we left, still in your hospital gown, teeth awry and blood on your mouth, you practically swallowed an orange popsicle whole and then proceeded to try and climb up onto a chair, and into the sink. Clearly, you hadn’t learned your lesson yet.

Obviously, you are keeping me on my toes. I’m hoping last weekend was the first and last ER trip, but given your adventurous spirit I kinda doubt it, unfortunately. To top off last weekend’s events, you came down with a bad cough/cold this whole past week, haven’t been sleeping well, and can’t really breathe through your nose. I’ve felt so bad for you, especially when I know you are feeling so yucky, yet you still continue to give me big, goofy, toothless grins. And that’s a large part of what makes you, you. I love it. And you.

This is short and sweet but I just wanted to remember this time, this past week, where I was freshly aware of how fragile life can be. Thank God you were not more hurt, but a scare like that makes you think about if it were more serious. And that’s incredibly scary and awful to think about, but it’s a reality. So, in light of not knowing what tomorrow or the next day or the next year may bring, I want you to know I love you.

Taken the day after your accident. For the first three days or so, the only thing you ate was Cotton Candy Sorbet, which is what you’re eating in this picture. I don’t know how you ate so much of it, that stuff is so sweet!

Growing up we always had real Christmas trees. None of that fake, plastic stuff. We made a day of it, drove miles to a tree farm, spent hours finding just the perfect one. So, naturally, I assumed when I had a family of my own we’d do the same thing. Guess what sits in my living room right now? Between moving and unpacking and getting settling in…we decided it would be easier to just use the fake tree that we had used from last year. As it turns out, these fake trees are a lot less messy and don’t require any water! Plus, with Evelyn’s infatuation with destroying the bottom half, at least there aren’t needles all over the place. For right now, at this stage of our lives, this is what works for us. However, I fully intend to embrace my childhood traditions of a real tree in the future.

But we realized something last night; our tree is just generic. Not because it’s fake, but because we haven’t decorated it to reflect “us.” So, in my blog surfing today, I came across a fun way to personalize your tree: homemade ornaments, found on The Creative Mama. I haven’t actually tried them yet, and probably won’t be with Evelyn (visions of styrofoam in her mouth and glitter in her hair prevent me), but it looks like a fun project. I’m not very crafty, but I kind of want to be ha! This is why I need inspiration from others:)

Any of you crafty ladies out there have any other fun Christmas projects/traditions to share? :)

*Photo credit: Michele Anderson