This past Saturday morning, Ella and I bundled up and drove through the half inch of snow to spend the day with two of our very favorite people - Grey and his mommy Ryan. We had lots of fun things planned for the day and these two kids play so well together that we actually got them all done! First up was building gingerbread houses. Now, we aren't brave enough to start from scratch, especially with two little helpers. These two did, however, enjoy helping ice the kits we bought and cover them with candy. Grey was more interested in eating the candy than decorating with it, but Ella picked up the slack and stole it for hers. Isn't that just like a woman? Here they are with the finished product. Aren't they adorable? Oh, the houses are pretty cute, too. After a toy break while the ...
Christmas
Scout’s in the House!!
Ella and I have been talking about Scout the Elf and when he might make his December debut. I had hoped he would come on December 1st, but this week has been a little crazy and I forgot to let him know he was expected! On Tuesday morning I went out the back door to crank the car before waking Ella up and I saw him in the kitchen. I ran back in to get her up and she was a "sleepy girl, tired girl" {that's what we say when she's sleepy}. She wanted a few more minutes until I told her that I saw somebody in the kitchen. Ella cracked an eye and asked me who. When I told her that Scout was on the counter she sat straight up and said, "What's he doing?!?!" When she came running into the kitchen she found Scout hanging out in a little Christmas tree, but that wasn't even the best part. Not ...
Small Town Christmas
I live in a small town. A really small town. With a local grocery, one stop light, and a famous Christmas tree, it's the biggest one around. On Monday night our little town hosted its annual Christmas Parade downtown and Ella and I decided to go. SD had to go back out of town after Sophie's debut, so we had the night to ourselves with nothing to do. We put on our warmest clothes and walked, yes walked, downtown for the show. We sat under the train bridge and watched the Miss Merry Christmas princesses, horses, dance troupes and firetrucks go by. We got glow sticks, candy and rosy red cheeks. We laughed and had our picture made under that big Christmas tree. ...
Santa Claus is Coming to Town!
After our doctor's appointment on Monday, the the Fields family headed across the street to the mall for some yummy Chick-fil-A. We were planning to pay a visit to the man in red while we were there. Luckily, there was no line! We've been talking the big guy up for several weeks now and I told Ella that she had to have her picture made and needed to tell Santa what she wanted for Christmas unless she wanted to run the risk of waking up to an empty stocking on Christmas morning. She finally decided that although she didn't want to sit in his lap, she would gladly stand beside him. She was a little hesitant and stood farther away than necessary on our first try, wearing poor bunny out {which she does when she's anxious}. She warmed up to him and stood a little closer, even giving us a ...
The Giant Tree Tent
Guess who went to the tree tent after a pancake breakfast on Saturday? Guess who was beside herself when she saw them all lined up in a row? Guess who's pretty 9 foot fir tree was stolen out from under her by an old lady? Guess who paid WAY too much for the next best tree on the lot? ...
December’s Silent Sunday
I know that this isn't December and since I'm typing, this post isn't really silent either. BUT... Ella has so many pretty holiday outfits that we'll be sporting a different one every Sunday from now until New Year's and sharing them on the blog, Silent Sunday style. I also know this is blurry, but that's what happens when mommies are too big to squat down and dogs keep running through the frame and little girls won't be still. Don't forget to come back tomorrow for the big baby reveal! ...
Christmas is over?
This is what it looks like when you buy a dead Christmas tree {without knowing it, of course}, then leave it up for six weeks and attempt to take it down and out without the assistance of your able husband. Since Josh has been to the emergency room once, stayed overnight at the hospital, had surgery and been to the doctor twice since we got home on Tuesday and I've worked exactly fourteen hours this week and spent the remainder caring for him, our house still looks like Christmas was yesterday. The trees are the only thing I've managed to take down, the wreath is dead and getting worse by the minute, there are boxes everywhere, about 90 loads of laundry to fold and a trail of junk from the front door to the back door. Josh is sleeping {the Demerol and Percocet helped, I'm sure}, Ella ...
Peas in Heavenly Peace
I was up at 6 o'clock on Christmas morning pacing the floors. Ella slept late. Finally at 7, I asked Josh if we could wake her up. Santa had come, stockings had been stuffed, all the lights were on, the cookies were just crumbs, the coffee was brewing and pigs in a blanket were cooling on the stove. When I woke her up I told her that Santa had come and we were wondering where she was. She said, "Mom, I was sleeping in my bed." I asked her if she wanted to go back to sleep or if she was ready for her presents. What do you think she said? When she saw her presents she said, "Is that my kitchen?" We said yes. "Santa bringed it?" Again, yes. Then she squealed. She wanted to play with every single present as she opened them, so it took a little while. Thankfully Josh & I had opened gifts ...