The Village Grows

As Bree's birthday neared, it was time for Jim and I to dive into the history of our families and carefully select that all important village piece. 

 

This year was easy:

 

A camper.

 

I remember many camping trips with my family.  I remember the smell of the brown canvas tent, the fear of spiders hiding in the corners of my top bunk in the camper, and even a solo camping trip with my sister while she was home on summer break from college.  Jim too had week long camping trips with his family as a child and they continue to camp all summer long to this day.  This village piece is equally fitting as we purchase our first family camper this summer.  And oh the journeys we will take.

 

Yes, camping.  As a child, nothing is as easy or carefree.  Overtime they will learn the work that is involved to pack all that is needed, including food, for five people.  It will be exhausting (on both sides) and they will most definitely whine.  But.  They will know the end result will be worth it.  In the chaos of today, we will always look back with fondness of our foundation, never remembering the weary, tired days - only the love, time and important-ness of it all.  And that's what matters, right? 



 

 

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A Holiday Story

On Thanksgiving morning, the children came running out of their rooms searching the house, desperately hoping to spot our holiday elf friend, Fred.  A thousand questions ensued like:

 

"When does the elf come?"      "Doesn't he come today?" 

 

"Mom, have you seen the elf?"

 

"Where could he be?"        "Where has he hidden before?"

 

"Jacob, did you look here?"

 

"Bree, did you look there?"

 

And on and on and on....

 

Then, larger than life, the Elf on the Shelf appears on the TV screen. 

 

 

In all my brilliantness I said,

 

"HEY!  Maybe all the elves are inside that balloon!  And then it'll explode releasing them all to come to our houses!!"

 

Jacob would not take his eyes from that screen, not even after the elf balloon had moved along.   In a very serious but with a hint of excitement tone he asked,

 

"When is it going to explode?!?"

 

Oh Jacob....  I am a broken record when it comes to things like 'Put your shoes in the closet', 'Clean your room', 'Use your manners', 'Eat your vegetables', 'No! For the millionth time! You cannot have candy for breakfast' all because you don't "hear" me.  But the mention of an exploding elf?  You have ears like a bat. 

 

As a parent, you know the struggle is real.  And as a parent, you can only hope that the virtues of life and the true meaning of the holidays like Christmas are really being heard and tucked deep into their hearts.  And even though you want to smack your head against the wall because your children cannot answer the simple question of "What did you do in school today?", your heart will burst when you overhear your children telling their friends about the coolest thing they learned in church this week.  Having faith in God is also having faith in yourself that your doing something right.   And you are, we all are.

 

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God Given

Isn't there a saying that goes "God made it.  Farmers grew it.  We ate it."?  Or maybe that's some sort of prayer for kids.  While I'm not that great at gardening, no matter how much advice I take from the professionals, there is one God given talent I am especially grateful for.

 

 

 

 

God grew the trees.  Man made it into plywood.  I (with a little help from the hubby) have been blessed with the ability to transform it into whatever my head can dream up.

 

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It warms my soul

As loudly as the Grinch stands on top of Mount Crumpit stating how he hates Christmas, I will scream the opposite!

 

I LOVE Christmas -

the whole Christmas Season!

 

From the  fresh baked cookies to the thoughtful cards - from the  carols you know by the first note to the heartwarming movies - From the *hopeful* snow to the school break to the calm, serene, peaceful church Christmas performance that ties the whole season together, I just simply love it.

 

 

 

"Welcome, Christmas, bring your cheer.  Cheer to all Whos far and near.  Christmas day is in our grasp, so long as we have hands to clasp.  Christmas day will always be just as long as we have we.  Welcome Christmas while we stand, heart to heart, and hand in hand."

 

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Happy Thanksgiving

Thanksgiving.

 

That special time of year when families gather with grateful hearts and bellies awaiting a bounty of food.

 

But first!

 

You must cook...  Or begin teaching the next generation to cook!

 

Twas the day before Thanksgiving and someone was learning how to make...

 

Banana Cream Pie

 

 

Apple Pie 

 

 

Cheese Ball 

 

 

And, of course, it is not truly Thanksgiving (or any holiday for that matter) if someone isn't sick.

 

A trip to urgent care told us only that its i an infection of some sort and was given a weeks worth of antibiotics.  Spiking fevers of 106 makes for a long night for everyone involved.

 

Finally its Thanksgiving Day! 

A morning filled with games...

 

...the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade...

 

...more games...

 

...FOOD...

 

...and even more games.

 

The rest of the day is filled with naps, football, Black Friday ad searching, crafting, and preparations for Christmas. 

 

Tis a good day with much to be thankful for.  

 

Happy Thanksgiving!

Coming Your Way!

The 2016 Dominique Christmas Cards!

 

Signed, sealed and

soon to be delivered to your door!

 

Goin' Old School

Straying from the norm is my thing.

 

I don't have a cell phone. 

I love holding and reading real books. 

And I still believe in sending snail mail to people. 

 

Maybe that makes me "old school" but you know what?  

That's okay.

  

I accept my weirdness and will embrace it with my new address book. 

 

I Don't Care

I don't care how cheesy your smile is.

 

I don't care how adorable you are while taking a nap.

 

Your crazy big eyes have no power over me.

 

 

Your only teeny, tiny, minuscule saving grace is your 3 year old innocence.  However....

 

You will still get into trouble for cutting your own hair! 

Who's counting?

Let's see. That's either....

 

4,730,400 minutes

or

78,840 hours

or

3,285 days

or

468 weeks

or

108 months

 

Or simply put.....

 

9 years old!!

 

 

And when at 9 years old you can't give your mom a real smile for your birthday picture, you get whatever is closest on the counter thrown at you until that smile is genuine.

 

Happy Birthday, Gabrielle!

 

Interesting and fun fact:

My eldest daughter and Mickey Mouse share a birthday!

 

Happy 88th Birthday, Mickey!