So it’s been a busy December. Good, but busy.
We had multiple Christmas extravaganzas with family and at home. We were at my parents’ house on Christmas eve, at home on Christmas morning, and spent the rest of Christmas at the farm. The kids had a blast, though they were exhausted, overstimulated and spent two days getting to open presents that they were then not allowed to open and play with. But they did great and we all survived.
Eric and I made the kids a present each. Erin got the blanket I’ve been working on for the last four years (no kidding, I started knitting it before I was pregnant with the twins and finally finished it right before Christmas!). She had asked for it to be hers a while back, so I wrapped it up for her. Megan got a felt board, and Alex got a beanbag toss game (I made beanbags, Eric made the board). They seemed to really like them.
As for the rest of life, Eric has been off work since the Friday before Christmas. It has been really great having him home, especially since my excessively-pregnant self has not been the model of patience and thoughtful parenting. And all four of them have loved, loved, loved playing out in the snow. There have been snowmen and snow angels and our first lessons in how to make/throw snowballs. All great fun until someone gets it in the kisser. But still, totally worth the fun!
But the most fun seems to be had when Daddy pulls the sled train. He’s such a great daddy!
Really it’s been a good time together. Megan and Erin got up early (and before either of us) yesterday, and apparently, it was too dark for Megan. She started to cry and call for Eric: “Da-ddy! Da-ddy! I’m lost!” So we all snuggled in bed for a while. Nice!
We have played with new toys and puzzles. Alex has spent a good bit of time wrestling with Dad and reading books with anyone who would willingly do it. His favorite these days is anything I Spy or seek and find. We even did a craft or two together. One morning we made/ate sugar cone Christmas trees. They kids loved it, though after it was all done, we realized we’d left Megan unattended for too long and she was “drinking” the sanding sugar out of one of the cups while we weren’t looking. And yes, we took pictures!
As for us, Eric has made bread and worked on his computers and read books. And me, well, I’m just waiting out the last days until #4 makes his appearance, trying not to overdo. Without Christmas to distract me, I don’t have much to think about other than his appearance. I’m pretty sure he’ll come before my due date, though of course, the timing is all up to him. Still, clearly, we are days away from being a family of 6, which is kind of cool, too.
And that, I think, is the basics. I’m sure there are lots of other things I could say, but this will have to do for now. Happy Saturday!
