December 6, 2013
The spirit of the season blooms gradually with each December day. There is an excitement roosting inside my heart, and even in my soul, that yearns to be released. I feel like a young child, eagerly awaiting the arrival of Santa, anxious and passionate. But in my older years I await the arrival of something far more grand. The arrival of spirit, the arrival of the season, the arrival of joy found in our home. I await for the arrival of happiness that I find in my children's bliss for this time of year.
I'm determined to stay on top this year. In fact, my goal is to have the shopping finished and wrapped in pretty packages by next Sunday. I'm determined to enjoy time baking with my children. I'm looking forward to making homemade presents for family and friends with the kids (we've got some good ones lined up) and I'm looking forward to catching up on holiday books and movies with bowls of popcorn and cups of hot cocoa.
I'm really looking forward to getting the house in order and decorated. Once again, we have taken on another project or two. The kid's room are done and the hallway is officially finished, yet we couldn't stop there. Sometimes I wonder if we have a problem, we are constantly fixing up, rearranging or making changes to the house! When do you get to the point of sitting back, relaxing, and enjoying the home? That's where I really want to be this holiday season. We decided the dining room wasn't really working for our family and our needs. While the dining room set is beautiful (vintage, 1950's amazing condition) it is not practical for a family of five who lives on the go. We also entertain (often) and a small dining room packed with grand furniture didn't work either. We thought this would be an easy project. Pass on the furniture, use an old farm table from my grandma, maybe get a buffet and we would be good to go. It's never that easy, right? Turns out my childhood memories of that huge table nestled in grandma's kitchenette was a bit deceiving. That huge table is actually a very small table that hardly fits our family! So a tiny table and a few random decorations sit in our dining room for the time being.
But a girl can dream. A midcentury buffet that can house the bar and all the china we have accumulated over the years. A sturdy table that can comfortably seat our family plus more. And I would love to have statement pieces to hang on the walls (like this, or this) and an eye catching light fixture.
So, back to reality.
It's the weekend and we are filled with excitement. Tonight I'm setting small potted trees up in the kid's rooms and they get to decorate with all their very own ornaments. It's Friday, which means pizza and a movie. I'll be cleaning and rearranging, hanging garland and the last of the glass bulbs on our tree. I can feel that sprit of the season coming alive!
decorating the family tree // walking downtown last night in the rain // light up downtown // a visit from st. nicholas
*last year I wrote about our tradition of celebrating St. Nicholas. You can read it here.
December 4, 2013
This is real life.
Toys tossed about our home, pillows left on the floor after a session of play, blankets piled on couches, children's artwork hung on walls dangling from colorful tape and school projects plastered to the frig.
This is real life.
Laundry baskets lining hallways, dishes drying on countertops, backpacks and shoes stacked high in the mudroom. I always trip on this pile, curse under my breath, and move on with my day.
This is real life.
Little girls dressed in dinosaur costumes, tutus worn together, an old Star Wars t-shirt and a light saber in hand. My daughter in a nutshell.
This is real life.
Last night I spent some time looking through old posts. I often do that, I enjoy doing that. The kids and I sit down and go through our past together, talking and laughing about the good memories we've created. I also noticed a change in my voice, my tone has softened and has become less personal here on this space. I'm okay with that too. Opening yourself up on the world wide web can be some scary business, and personally, it scares me every day. So sometimes I don't open up, I don't delve into details and I don't share every single moment that happens in my life. I like to keep those memories to myself.
But I also don't want to paint a picture that is not true, that is not real. I have a messy home, I don't always fold my laundry, today I sent my son to school with a wrinkled shirt (sorry mom) and we often turn to carryout for dinner (thank you Jon.) We are not Pinterest worthy. And personally, I don't really want to be plastered all over Pinterest. I like to live my simple quiet life and blog a little here and there. What I really like to do is go back in time and look at those posts with my family.
Remember, cherish and treasure.
That is why I blog.
I like my real life.
It's lived in and true. It has personality and character and most of all it has meaning.
With that being said, I would also like to say thank you. I often forget that people come here and actually read what I write and I look at the photographs I take. Thank you for visiting my space, for coming back, for commenting and saying hello. I know I am horrible at replying to comments and emails, for that I am sorry. I guess that's what happens in real life :)
December 2, 2013
For some reason, I did not take many photos this Thanksgiving. I'm not sure if it was the snow that settled over our day from the night before or if it was the evening darkness that visits a bit earlier. Or maybe I was caught up in time enjoying the moments and I simply forgot to pick up my camera.
These are the few moments I did capture.
jessica and her warm milk // appetizers at my parents // kisses with aunt becky // carving turkey // cousins // cuddles with cousins // my favorite photo of a grandfather and granddaughter // watching Star Wars on a full belly