Christmas Gifts

After weeks of discussion, list making, and fighting the crowds at the mall for the "perfect" gifts for each child, THIS is what made our little ones happiest on Christmas morn...

Yep, Slim Jims and bandaids... go figure. (Jason is happy, he's just busy chewing!) I'm really not surprised that these gifts were such a hit!

And I think a big cardboard box would have rounded out their gift list nicely. ;)

Note to self: Santa should have saved some of those big boxes that the toys came in.

We had a great Christmas with five very happy kids! We were also happy to have both sets of grandparents visit us on Christmas Day. Sarah was in her element, especially since she loves teasing and playing with her Grandpas.

Taking turns with the dinosaur blanket and playing "scary dinosaur" with Grandad. I should have gotten video of this, they were having such a fun time!

A quiet moment at the end of a great Christmas day!

Christmas Eve

Some "reindeer cousins" visited us on Christmas Eve!

Let the sugar rush begin! (uh, on second thought, I think the sugar rush began several weeks ago!) I cheated this year and bought sugar cookies, ready to frost. It was a good thing. (Not to be confused with a Martha Stewart "good thing." :)

OK, so I'm not trying to plug products on my blog, but seriously... this frosting in a can stuff was awesome.

Some of the finished products!

Wishing you all a very Merry Christmas!

Kids say the darndest things...

(Photo caption: Jason recently found his brother's "thing" hands that I conveniently misplaced several months ago. )

I am convinced that every parent could write a book about the funny things their kids say (especially from the ages of two to six years). Here are just a few "funnies":

Last week I took Jason and Sarah to the pediatrician for check ups and they were both due for some shots. It wasn't a happy experience for any of us (obviously) but they were both pretty brave.
When Daddy got home later that evening, Jason said, "Daddy! The doctor put spikes in my legs!" Well, no wonder it was a bad experience! :)

I was opening some crackers for Sarah and said, "Here you go, Bud." We usually call the boys "Bud"-- I didn't even realize I had called Sarah the boys' nickname. She gave me an indignant look and said, "I not Bud! I a girl!" (You go, girl!)

During a game of Candyland this afternoon, Jason pointed to one of the shortcuts and said, "Look, Mom, there's the haircut!"