Well, that was another wonderful Christmas, made more so because my mother is visiting. My mother is the patron saint of Christmas celebration. We started the day with lots of David's great coffee and our stockings, and ended it with delicious coq au vin which we prepared the night before Christmas after driving all over the city looking at the lights, and this bright green salad which was desperately needed. We watched A Christmas Story (who didn't?) before bed. I can't believe I've never laid eyes on that film before! It was a day full of way too many cookies, five prolonged hours of Christmas presents, and a lot of love. Stella was an absolute doll and Oliver is three, so the magic is just off the charts with him.
We usually lock it down here at Christmastime, becoming antisocial and inward looking. I love it that way. But this year my good friend Beth and her family are in town, my mother is staying with us, and we are fortunate to have dinner plan after dinner plan, so we're going into the new year feeling surrounded by our people, and that's a good thing for hermits like us. I still maintain that Christmas should stretch for days like we try to let it every year (here's last year). This year we're just having to shower a little more. I'm still in my pajamas twenty-plus hours of the day, so I shan't complain!
We didn't send cards this year, but I made sure to send gifts (mostly donut shaped) to all of our closest East Coast pals and the people here and there who have given me the most support and/or sage advice over the last year. That was so fulfilling, saying "thanks" in a meaningful way.
I hope your Christmas was equally as magical. It rained like crazy here, really hard, but today was clear and it looks like tomorrow might be, too. May your Christmas cheer last for a few more days. Enjoy it when you can!
We woke up really late by our standards. It was daylight!
Ten or so days of all of us camping out in Stella's room, a.k.a. "the snuggle nest".
David got me this crazy sequined top I've been staking out for months.
Some gifts from me to him.
Expensive meringues I've always wanted to try from our friend Beth. Delicious!
A costume change before archery.
Having my mother here means going to sleep with a train wreck on the living room floor and waking up to this:
Homemade hot chocolate for guests, recipe soon.
I don't think I'll ever tire of Play-Doh. This blog can attest to that.
A happy boy with his most favorite toys.