The Best Time of the Year

Saturday, December 12, 2015

The semester is officially over! Thursday was our last day of school! Bright and early yesterday morning I sat down with a cup of tea and made a list of all the things I need to do over the course of this Christmas break. A very, very long list. A great big project for nearly every day of the break because Christmas and getting ready for baby and switching the kids rooms and making maternity leave plans and also Christmas kind of list. And you know what? I was overwhelmed for about three seconds and then I remembered LAST Christmas break. Where we were packing and moving and essentially homeless for nearly three weeks because the new house wasn't ready when the builders said it would be ready and we didn't get to move in until the day before Christmas Eve. This is NOTHING compared to that Christmas break. We have a home this time.

Also, nowhere on my list will you see tasks like uproot the entire family, merge two households into one, or unpack fifty million boxes.

(Check, check, and check, by the way)

Partly because last Christmas was so chaotic and unsettled and I want to make up for it this year, and partly because one of Lainey's classmates and besties is an English immersion student visiting from China for just one year and we're having fun helping Dr. Flint introduce her to American holidays, we're hitting the Christmas bucket list hard this time around. We've already been to see The Nutcracker...

and The Parade of Lights...

 and the grammar school had a field trip to the North Polar Express in Grapevine...

we made presents for all of our teachers...

 and had awesomely fun class Christmas parties...

(I didn't get any pictures, but the upper school totally had a Christmas party too. We had a gift exchange game, ate a ton of treats, read A Christmas Carol  and then watched the Muppet Christmas Carol, which is HANDS DOWN the best Christmas Carol movie ever made and you will never be able to convince me otherwise)

 Also, Phoebe had her yearly run-in with Santa. Remember last year?

Yeah, he didn't make a much better impression this year. Worse, actually, because he rushed up and tried to hug her without her express consent, and that is just not how Phoebe rolls. Girlfriend has BOUNDARIES. She totally hauled off and smacked him, then had to have two candy canes and a lot of snuggles before she felt fully consoled.

I love my feisty pants baby. She's just like her daddy who once, when he was eleven, apparently punched out a performer in a haunted house because he startled him. I'm not entirely sure they even have flight responses...just fight!

Also I've been attempting to step up my Elf game this year (starting with the small miracle of actually knowing where I had stored him during all the crazy unpacking and settling in of last year!) so we've had a lot of this going on each morning...

In short, YAY CHRISTMAS SPIRIT AND CHRISTMAS BREAK! We are seriously feeling it!


  1. Serves Santa right for assuming he should get a hug! What was that stranger thinking?? :)

  2. I'm exhausted reading your done list already.

  3. I had to bust out laughing that your daughter hit Santa!!

    Merry Christmas to you and your family!


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