Tuesday, December 21, 2010
You see I always felt a magic in the air this time of year. I looked forward to curling up next to a crackling fire, the aroma of mulled cider, hot cocoa, and baked goodies wafting in from the kitchen. An evergreen standing tall, lights twinkling with all my childhood ornaments lovingly hanging from its branches. Outside large snowflakes drift down, blanketing the world white - perfect for bringing that special snowman to life.
This year however, I find myself lacking the spirit. Here it is 4 days until Christmas day and I haven't done a single thing. There is no tree (one of my most favorite traditions) standing proudly in my living room - we never got one or haven't gotten one yet. I never sent out holiday cards wishing everyone a merry Christmas. Even when people have been wishing me one, and I back - my heart isn't in it. We threw our family photo time out the window.
We did do a bit of Christmas shopping for Logan and Aslyn - Logan is getting old enough now to understand. This left me feeling even less spirited and disgusted. Disgusted by the herds of people pushing and crowding to get this or that. Children screaming and throwing tantrums because their mom and/or dad said they couldn't have something (this is another thing I am soooo very proud of Logan about. He took a toy horse off a shelf and showed it to JP and me. He carried it around and looked at it. When we told him to go put the horse back, he did just that, then walked off on his merry little way.) All I wanted to do was go home.
I have done everything I can think of (besides get the tree) to bring myself out of this blahness. I've baked, listened to Christmas music, watched my favorite holiday movies, we looked at the lights in Madrid - nothing has worked. Then I start feeling worse looking at Logan and how having two scrooge parents isn't fair to him.
All of this reminds me of an article I saw the other day titled, "Christmas - It's the Most Stressful Time of Year." Below this it read, "Remember when it used to be the most wonderful time of year?"
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
Today marked the last day of school for Logan until January 3. To celebrate, Cibola House Preschool put on a little holiday recital for the parents. The kids all lined up in the East room while the parents gathered in the West. Soon the kids came in ringing bells, searching for their Moms and Dads with big grins on their faces.
You may have noticed a hole where a kid should be as well as a missing little boy. There are actually two kids missing - both the youngest in the group. As the class piled in the two younger ones decided that they would prefer watching rather than participating (I think it was all just a little bit too much for them.) So, Logan sat on my lap smiling and cheering on his classmates.
Of course that soon ended when the singing was over and it was snack time...
Friday, December 3, 2010
When I went to pick Logan up, I was told that "Operation Tiger Rescue" was a success. Sir Eric (one of the other little boys there - he dressed up as a knight for Halloween and his winter hat looks like a knights helmet) and Miss Debbie (one of the teachers) searched the parking lot and rescued Logan's tiger bringing him back to safety and into the hands of his relieved, delighted owner. Sir Eric then informed everyone, "To call on him again! He not only rescues tigers, but also people and puppies!"
I was giggling as I listened to Miss Allison (the other teacher) relay the story to me; picturing every moment.
On another note: All the kids were out on the "big" playground when Logan shouted "Ella!" Well, Ella (a little girl in the class) heard Logan shout out her name and went running to see what he wanted. Everybody was so excited at this event that now, according to Miss Allison, the whole world knows when Logan called Ella.