I realize it’s the middle of January, but I also realize I essentially didn’t blog at all in December. And I took some good pictures! Some even had E in them. For that alone, I feel I should dump them all into a post and try to remember how this blogging thing works again.
We pulled out a lot of Christmas decorations quite early in the month to try to figure out where to put things in a new space. But despite our best efforts, we still didn’t get a tree until the 21st of December! I can’t remember now everything that happened, other than DH worked a lot of extra evening shifts and we just didn’t have a day to go get a tree together. The nice thing was, it was still looking fresh and beautiful on Christmas day and beyond. In fact, we actually left it up past January 6 which was when our wise men finally made it to our nativity scene in the hallway.
Little A was highly fascinated by the decorated tree, but mostly left it alone. Of course we don’t go in the living room much, so, out of sight, out of mind?
The Saturday before Christmas we went to the Utah Symphony’s children’s concert, and had to take our annual picture in front of the dusty Chihuly sculpture.
E was there too, but didn’t want to be in the picture. We were running late so of course the car was almost out of gas. I gave up trying to hurry at that point and just resigned myself to dropping the boys off at the hall and taking Little A to go park. When we had to walk in, between pieces, I realized there were only four seats for our six tickets. I’m not sure who was sitting in our other two seats, and at that point couldn’t very well talk to the people around us to figure out what was wrong, so I spent most of the concert with both E and Little A on my lap because neither one would give me up for one of their brothers. It was most uncomfortable, but the music was good.
That same day we had our family Christmas party, in Bountiful, and didn’t want to go home only to turn around and drive back in a few hours later. DH was at work anyway, so the rest of us went to the dinosaur museum one last time on our membership before heading to the party. It was a fabulous day at the museum. It was practically empty and I just told the boys to go and explore and don’t try to keep with Little A and E. They do museums in their own way. So everyone got to spend time doing what they most wanted to, we weren’t pressed for time, and it was just lovely. And we all had enough fun.
On the 23rd we went downtown again to finish up some shopping, see the Christmas windows at Grand America, and see the lights on Temple Square. Now that we don’t live right downtown, we can’t spread these things out quite as easily!
Grand America always has these amazing window displays for the holidays. This year each window represented a Christmas song or carol, and we had to fill in the blanks to get a cookie at the end. I also like to see all the decorations throughout the hotel.
The Twelve Days of Christmas are represented here:
Every year the bakers there make a massive gingerbread house. This year’s used over 700 lbs. of chocolate and 800 lbs. of sugar icing!
It was starting to rain a little by the time we got to Temple Square, but C was excited to see the bagpiper busking outside the gates. The weather wasn’t doing his pipes any favors, but we just had to get a picture. C’s learning to play the bagpipes, by the way. I should blog about that someday.
DH was supposed to work Christmas night, but his boss offered to trade shifts so he could be home with his family. Then someone else needed a shift covered or traded or something. In the end, he worked from 6 p.m. Christmas Eve until 6 a.m. Christmas morning.
I told the boys we could open presents as soon as DH got home from work. I even let them stay up later on Christmas Eve watching a movie so they would sleep in a little bit. C woke up at 4:30 a.m. and said, “It worked, Mom! I didn’t wake up at 3:30 like last year!” I think D was up shortly after that and I remember looking at my clock and seeing 5:something. Still too early! It was snowing quite heavily and it took DH over an hour to get home. Finally at 7:10 he pulled up. We opened presents and then he crawled in bed for 4 hours of sleep. It worked out well. By the time we left for dinner at Grandma and Poppa’s house, the snow had stopped and we had relatively dry roads the entire way.
Little A had a really cute Christmas dress, but this was literally the best picture I ever got of it.
One request for a picture after church resulted in a meltdown, plus someone had already given Little A some chocolate by the time I got in the house from church which then landed on her dress, so we tried again the next Sunday. Still one meltdown, so here are four happy children at the end of December.