Saturday, February 23, 2013

December Diary

Yes, I realize it is February, and I think I did the same thing last year, but here I am posting about December!  What a very busy and eventful month!  It always is, but looking back at everything we did made me realize this one was exceptionally full and special too.  

December 1:  Sue, Joe, and Brody Belcher visit for the weekend.  We loved spending time with them and watching our good friends grow into a beautiful family.  The girls loved "baby Brody" and Sasha still asks about where he is - usually when she is in her high chair because she clearly remembers having to share it with him!
December 8 (morning):  We went back to our favorite Sherwood Christmas tree farm as a family (we couldn't go with my sister this year) and chose a beautiful tree.  Sasha was out exploring the hillside this year, but I think the girls loved all the chickens they had at the farm the best.  As for Sam and I, we liked stopping by Argyle winery and pick up our sparkling wine club box the best.  Happy holidays, indeed!
December 8 (evening): After months of planning, my family pulled off a beautiful and very special 50th Anniversary celebration for my parents at the Mac Club in Portland.  They were quite pleased and happy with everything, and it was fun to celebrate my typically understated and non-fancy parents in style.  We had a beautiful room to ourselves, a bartender, wonderful meal, and lots of kind words and toasts to my parents.  My sister, Diane and her husband even flew in from Hawaii just for the party.  The night ended at Hotel Deluxe (where they were staying for the night) with all of us toasting cocktails in the beautiful Old Hollywood lobby.  We also had a fabulous brunch the next morning there and brought the girls.  It all makes me so thankful and amazed that I am part of this big, beautiful family.  
December 9:  After some minor nagging (like: "gee, I think it is going to be dry today...") "Clark" gets the extension ladder out and puts up our "exterior illumination" as Morgan watches.  Little does she know, that she will be expected to help in years to come and learn about the "joys" of holiday traditions!
December 10:  We make a spur of the moment decision to go to Zoo Lights on a Monday night, hoping it is as fun and uncrowded as it was when we went two years ago.  Wrong.  I think it was a furlough day for schools or something, but it was packed.  After having to take the shuttle bus from another parking area, shelling out $30+ for the lights and train tickets, maneuvering through crowds, and listening to Morgan cry and scream loudly (with other parents looking on with sympathy and gratefulness that it wasn't their kid) over not getting to stand in the two-hour long zoo train line, we decided it would be the worst holiday moment of the year.  Sasha, however, had a ball running around in the dark trying to ditch her family, while tired Morgan sat in the stroller and sulked.  (The photo below actually looks like all is well, but I had to take about seven pictures just to get them looking at me and of course the lighted giraffe behind them had flashed off.)  Sam and I just laughed and rolled our eyes.  Ahh....the holidaze!
December 14: Morgan had her preschool's Winter Celebration.  Now that her school has grown, the elementary school auditorium where it is held was bursting with people.  Fortunately, we had heard a lot of the songs previewed for us at home.  Sasha even learned the words to "Hola, Como Estás?"  Morgan did a great job and we were so proud of her.  (This pictue is classic: Morgan is near the microphone mostly knowing what is going on, meanwhile another girl is picking her nose and a little boy has his hands over his ears.  Classic!)
December 15:  SASHA IS TWO!  I can say with all certainty that Sasha's second year of life was the fastest one of my life.  And that age is my absolute favorite, so it is true about time flying when you are having fun.  (Now if only I wasn't feeling sad that it is over.) We celebrated this milestone with a low key party at our house.  Sasha loved the attention and festivities, yet was happy and energetic the entire time.  She loved playing with her cousins, and her favorite present was new rain boots that she could put on all by herself.  As a mom, I will never get tired of celebrating my kids' birthdays (even though they can be exhausting).  I am so proud of their little lives and how much they accomplish and grow each year, and also so thankful for healthy and happy kids!
December 16:  I had been telling Morgan that she had to be five in order to see the Nutcracker, and this year she was finally old enough to see the full ballet at the Keller Auditorium.  The Nutcracker was a huge part of my childhood because of my sister Erica dancing many different parts in it nearly every year as a teenager.  I was even in it one year as a soldier, and I will never forget running out onto the huge stage there with bright lights shining down on me.  Anyway, between the ballet performances, my mom helping backstage for years and years, and the music that we all have memorized, it was pretty special taking Morgan there with my mom.  She got to dress up all fancy and I even curled her hair for the first time.  But the best part was looking over at Morgan sitting next to my mom as the curtain rose, the familiar music swelled, and they both looked over at each other with these sweet, excited smiles.  I almost started bawling, but focused on just savoring it all.  I love those moments as a parent when things come full circle.
December 18:  SNOW!  Sadly, it didn't stay around for long but the girls got a taste of it...literally!  It was Sasha's first experience with it and she was soooo excited!
December 21:  We made our annual visit to see Santa.  This year we went back to Macy's downtown which has its old Santaland display that Morgan loves.  Sasha got to take it all in this year and knew all about Santa and reindeer by then.  Morgan, as usual, was beyond giddy at getting to sit on Santa's lap, but unlike last year, Sasha would have nothing to do with it.  In the picture with Santa, Sasha is standing just to the left and refused to join her sister.  We didn't push it, but hopefully next year she will change her mind.  He was a pretty cute Santa, after all. (I did learn a good parenting lesson, though: it's best to go visit Santa early in December in case what your child tells Santa she wants for Christmas is completely new information!)
December 24: Christmas Eve -  Our usual Christmas Eve tradition is to spend it at Sam's parents, but this year we ended up hosting the party because their hardwood floors were all torn up.  It was actually pretty fun, being the first time we have had people over for such a big event.  Thankfully we had it catered so just the cleaning and decorating was left to us.  It was a very fun night filled with great friends and family, and ended with Avery and Morgan singing a few carols, and the three oldest cousins reading "The Night Before Christmas." Very sweet. 
December 25: Christmas Morning - Every year this gets more precious and a bigger and bigger deal for the girls.  Morgan is at the "prime" age for enjoying it all and Sasha is on her way too.  I know that things will change, but I love those moments, as fleeting as they are, of sitting and watching my kids open presents in their Christmas p.j.s with such looks of happiness on their faces.  Santa was pretty cool this year because he brought Morgan and Sasha a swing for our basement!  The girls love it, and we quickly realized that Morgan does indeed  know how to pump her legs....no more pushing her at the park!  She was even able to touch the ceiling (yikes!) 
After brunch with Sam's parents and sisters at our house, and some down time to chill, we went to my parents for the grand Christmas finale.  The girls got to wear adorable matching dresses (thanks, Aunt Kimmy!) and loved seeing all the family, especially the cousins, which included ALL eight grandchildren (7 granddaughters and 1 grandson!) since Tim, Diane, Marissa, and Brenna were visiting from Hawaii.  It was wonderful having everyone back together.  
December 31: New Year's Eve -  To say it was rockin' would be a huge mistake.  After the rockin' December we had, we were partied and celebrated out!  We did do a little celebrating with the girls (sparklers on the porch - wahoo!), and Sam and I had a nice dinner after they were asleep.  But we definitely were in bed hours before 2012 ended.  It was a very interesting year, but we were glad to see it go!   I can only imagine what 2013 will have in store for us....

Sunday, February 10, 2013

Stuff my kids say....

I was trying to clean up the stacks of junk on my counter (again) and came across a notebook with a bunch of random pages full of scribbled down quotes Morgan (and Sasha too) have said.  I am not always good about remembering these funny and sweet things they say, but when I gather enough of them (these go all the way back to last summer), I have to share them.  If only so that I don't forget them.

Morgan was eating her favorite lunch, grilled cheese sandwich and pointed out, "You know why I like them so much? Because the first word is 'girl'....girl cheese sandwich!"

Another meal time, Morgan was really moody and grumpy, which I probably commented on.  She ran to her room to grab the great book, "Today I Feel Silly & Other Moods That Make My Day" (a book about moods and feelings) and asked me to read it to her while she ate.  I was thinking how mature she was to want to talk about feelings when she was in a bad mood, but instead she told me, "Today at school, a boy named Max said if you eat too much fruit you get diarrhea, and this book has diarrhea in it."  And actually it does.

Me: Morgan, are you tired? (she had been up since 5:30am)
Mo:  No
Me: How do you know when you are tired?
Mo:  When my heart yells all the way up to my ears: "I'M TIRED!"

In another conversation about being tired (which she is a lot because she really still could use naps!), she disputed being tired, saying, "In fact, I have 100 meters of energy left!"

While playing doctor with stuffed animals, Morgan diagnosed one with "freezing cold-itis." She informed me that was from eating too many popsicles.

Morgan had been away from (Spanish immersion) preschool for a month and on her way said, "Mom, something terrible has happened.  I lost my Spanish brain."  I encouraged her and told her not to worry  It will come right back.  Then she yells, "Oh, wait a minute! It was just in my pocket!"

Sasha has been more and more assertive lately.  Instead of just observing and taking it all in, she is testing out a lot of things to see how we all react.  Morgan has learned that offering a distraction, like a funny face or passing her a toy will often get her little sister to stop crying or out of her hair.  One day in the car on the way home from the zoo, Sasha was being a pill and wouldn't share the water bottle with Morgan, who was really thirsty.  Despite pleadings and really kind words by Morgan, Sasha refused.  Miraculously, instead of screaming at her, Morgan took out some shells that she had in her pocket and acted out what sharing and not sharing are.  Eventually Sasha handed over the water bottle.  Morgan has turned into such a great teacher.

One day dropping Morgan off at school, Sasha says "Mo Mo 'cool (school)" over and over.  Then she switched it to "Ya Ya 'cool.  Ya Ya 'cool."  Apparently she is ready to go to school!

I noticed Morgan had scribbled on a dining room chair with a marker and was trying to hide it from me.  Morgan is starting to experiment with the truth a bit more lately.  Guiltily, she showed the scribbles to me and we washed it off together.  I said, "Morgan, you kept a secret from me."  She replies, "No, Mommy, I was lying."

On Election Day, Morgan said, "I want Barack Obama to win  I love Barack Obama.  I just love him! I mean, he's not part of our family, but I love him."

Morgan was really wide-eyed and excited while choosing a show to watch on Netflix.  "This is the very second time I've watched this!  I'm NOT kidding!"

A recurring theme obviously is me cleaning up paperwork....I held up a scribbly piece of Morgan's artwork and asked her if she wanted to save it.  Her reply, "Yes.  It's a masterpiece, I say."

Morgan was talking about being a grown up and things she would do when she was older, like getting lost.  I thought she meant like going on a trip, so I pontificated about how Sam and I had done a lot of traveling before we had kids.  Then she says, "But it's SO much work!"  I asked her what she meant by that.  "Owning a child, silly!"

We were driving to Morgan's nature class one day and she was telling me how at the last class another mom came up to pick up a boy in her class,  and according to Morgan, "She had a flat face.  Do you remember her Mommy?"  At first I thought she said "black face" but then asked her what she meant by "flat face."  She explained, "You know, a flat face."  I honestly didn't know where she was going with this and told her again I didn't understand, so I asked her if I had a flat face.  "No, Mommy.  A flat face is smooth and doesn't have wrinkles like yours."  Ugh.