Saturday, December 06, 2008

December creeps on in

The deal is: we let our kids dress themselves-except for VERY VERY important days (what ARE those hmmm-arent they all the very same important!!) Anyways-here is a little capture of Wren's backward pants preference and her way of stealing Finn's brand new Christmas socks and other items on any given day...

The other morning I was busy sewing (I will send pictures of my new sewing headquarters soon), and Finn called me into the kitchen. He showed me what he made with Lego. I was duly impressed!

We have a couple of lovely little girls that come over two times a week that we babysit-here the kids are making a placemat freeway. Ahh-the joys of the creative mind unleashed. Hurrah for Childhood says I once again!
This last night, in German Tradition, "Nikolaus" comes to fill the boots with small toys, nuts, chocolate and oranges of the Earth's "Good Kids"-lumps of coal for the scallyways!
My kids were delighted to be included in this Ominous First Category.
However, Finn thought for sure Nikolaus had NOT come this morning when he first woke-because Nikolaus had not stopped to talk to Finn. He cried about it until we showed him that Nikolaus had left him a little stuffed toy "Wall-E" (Mama and Baba's shocking Disney Purchase-what is next I say!!!Yikes.)
My Standards are slippin'- nothing organic or green about this purchase.
oh well, cant beat em all...

Wrenny is delighted at such a find in her fave heart boots!!


Fabiola Perez-Sitko said...

i've been trying to is messy right now...will stop by next week to bring goods and pick goods up...your descriptions on etsy are make me laugh :)
if nikolaus stopped by my house he wouldn't even come kids are rotten category!

Annie said...

Cute! I especially like the placemat freeway. Looks like fun! Those boots are so cute too. My daughter loves the hearts but it's the "fur" that made her say "I want those boots!"

Anonymous said...

What fun on all counts!! Oh how I would love to be there to be part of the festivities!! Can't wait till Christmas.
Love, Nana