BIG mess, BIG rocket, BIG plans, BIG talking toys, and BIG caves with BIG holes that cause BIG headaches.

Thanks for letting me take a break Internet.  I never want this whole little project of mine to become a chore, so I need to step away and live life sometimes–BUT, I am back and with hopefully semi-regular posting again.

What was that?  Oh, it seems my one remaining reader (hi mom!) wants to see some Christmas pictures before we move on.  Okey-doke.  Christmas is a week long affair which covers several houses for us.  Christmas Eve  morning we make Reindeer food.  The Son and I have been doing this for three years now, and he enjoys it even more each year.

We usually try to invite friends over for this, so of course H was a must.

Recipe for Reindeer food:  Cheap oats, a bunch of  ‘em.  A cupish of sugar for each kid to dump in.  Whatever food stuffs you have laying around that a deer might eat.  This year we added Honey Nut Cheerios and some popcorn.  We have thrown in baby carrots and veggies in the past.  Next a handful of “Christmas Spirit” stars aka, red and green sweet tart stars from the dollar store.   Stir well.  THIS IS THE LAST TIME YOU CAN TASTE IT!  I had to say that a few times this year.  Okay then add a full container of  EZfly sparkles  (glitter).   Stir again.  NO EATING EZFLY SPARKLES! No! SON! NO EATING.  I don’t care if you want to fly too!  H! No, it is not funny! Stir some more.  Normally we would then go dump it on the driveway for the reindeer to eat but, this year it was raining (MONSOON!) so we left it in its bucket on the front porch.  Christmas morning the food is gone and snowy deer feet are in it’s place but see above about the rain. Instead the deer  just made a mess on the porch.

After that we all have a nap and then get ready for church.  The Husband, The Son and I were in charge of lighting the Christ candle in the advent wreath–and that went…um, well I guess.  No one ended up in the burn unit.  Halfway through my reading The Son said, “Mama! Ssssh!  We have not put fire on the white one yet!” really loud and made the whole church giggle.

Then we ate yummies with church friends and family and went home to get ready for Santa.

There was Christmas morning at our house, but I only took one blurry picture because I was busy opening presents and such.   Santa brought Buzz and Woody and we got the kid some educational games and such.  Oh! And I got my flash for my camera!   Poor Husband got floor mats for his car.  That was Christmas one.

Christmas two: Down the road, still in our jammies, to my parent’s house.  There it was really all about one thing.  One very big thing.

Here is what happens when an only grandchild says he wants a rocket he can ride in to a semi-retired, mechanical engineer.  All twelve feet of it now resides next to the swing set in our backyard.

Then over to Baby Arwen’s house for her very first birthday!  Can you believe she is one?  Me either.

Next morning we all slept way in and then headed west to the new elderbutnotold Huckablog compound for Christmas three.  What you see here is something my child has wanted for a very long time.  His very own rolling suitcase.  He has been pulling it around and announcing he is getting on a plane to the North Pole.

His Gigi and Pappaw also got him this HUGE talking Rex.  He is very cool, but we learned the hard way to turn him off or when the dog barks Rex’s chatting scares all of us!  In the background you can see S, BiL’s friend.  We all loved her, and are very sad she is back in China now.

This guy is the saddest though.  Oh! he made me YamiYami sauce for Christmas.  I already finished the jar.

Christmas four was with Shoeshe at AlmaMater–um, really it was at a Chuckie Cheese near Alma Mater.  It was my first AND LAST time in one. Mr. Cheese will just have to get along without my family.  There are no pictures of that because I was busy losing tokens left and right.

The final Christmas of the year was in Kentucky to see my Ma.  The only time my camera left it’s bag was on our field trip to Mammoth Cave.  It was big.  Really, Really BIG.  And this one sad blurry picture is all I got of my little trooper who climbed the entire trail, up and down all zillion and a half steps.

This was great–but concerning because of the big holes.  REALLY BIG BOTTOMLESS PIT TYPE HOLES.

Oh, and the huge jagged rocks of death were a wee bit concerning too.

Luckily his daddy never let go of his hand.  His daddy also never watched where, or when, his own head was about to ram into yet another low passageway.  Oh, see all that green stuff?  I thought they were lichens or something, but judging from the fact that I have had a migraine for the last five days and the only thing I am allergic to is mold and mildew–I am thinking it may not have been just lichens.

This is my cousin (actually cousin once removed, but who’s counting) Kenders.  Isn’t she pretty?

She is Gabs’s sister.  Gabs you know right?

So these two sisters are less than 18 months apart in age.  Gabs lives with my Ma  (Gabs’ great grandmother) and Kenders lives with my Aunt, who is her Grandmother.  Ya following this?  According to the adults in these girl’s lives, these girls hate each other. I spent the day with them, and they were perfectly darling to each other.  I think they are just normal teenage sisters who sometimes behave like the insane creatures we all were when teenagers.   I say this to my adult relatives–Stop putting your issues off on your kids.  The end.

And so ends Christmas 2009.  New Years Eve was spent on our way home and we celebrated midnight kissing in our entryway surrounded by suitcases.

Now that you are all caught up about us, what have you been up to these past two weeks?

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