We’ve had a crazy, busy, relaxed week here. I know, a study of contrasts, right? And yet it’s true. Sackett Man got the upstairs (torn apart to take care of an old bat infestation; no bats now, but evidence of their residence remained—yuck) into a state of usability. The last of the cleanup happened a while ago, and he’s been slowly putting things back together. We still need to sheetrock the upper half of the walls and put up the lights, but one thing at a time. The point is, the plywood over the door from the kitchen to the upstairs/pantry came down! The boys can now use the upstairs as ‘running space’ to burn off energy, and I have my pantry back! WHOOP!
The rest of the Christmas presents were bought. We’re all set.
I finished the comic book for my two boys. Three days of nonstop drawing/coloring/inking makes for one cramped hand, but it was worth it… it got done in time for our ‘at home’ Christmas, and that’s what matters.
We are traveling and visiting family over Christmas Eve/Christmas Day, so we decided to have an early Christmas, just us, in our new home. I made chocolate fudge (it’s seriously the best ever), snickerdoodles (the frozen kind, because I ran out of time), and finished the comic book while Sackett Man took the boys out shopping for the last few Christmas items (aka: my present). We had popcorn and watched the Veggie Tales “The Star of Christmas”. Sackett Man read some Dr. Seuss and then ‘The Night Before Christmas’ to the boys before bed. The poem was done as a gorgeously illustrated book by Christian Birmingham. Look him up; the man is a phenomenal artist!
We put out cookies and milk for Santa, and the boys scurried off to bed, Roman urging James to hurry because “Santa won’t come if we’re awake!”
And then the Christmas miracle: they let us sleep in the next morning.
There were stockings, and a gift for each of us from Santa, and then a gift for each person that we gave personally. You know times have changed when your kids are excited for socks in their stockings and a couple of books, your baby gets a $2 sippy cup and your husband is thrilled to get a rain gauge for the garden (when warm weather returns someday). Me? I got pajamas! Comfy soft, smooth, warm WINTER pajamas with long sleeves and fuzzy pants and… Okay, I’ll stop. But
seriously, they’re awesome.
The boys got a ride in a sled; it was pulled along behind their Daddy’s four-wheeler all over the yard and back field.
Rose hung out in the kitchen in her high chair, listening to an audio book with me and banging around her new spoon and a plastic bowl.
I roasted a turkey, made gravy, stuffing, cranberry sauce, green beans, and a new Christmas Pudding recipe where you BAKE the pudding instead of boiling it. It was a fantastic time saver! I love Christmas Pudding. I grew up with it, every single Christmas. There is no dessert that says definitively ‘Christmas’ like a pudding. The recipe I used this year called for figs, but I didn’t have any, so I substituted chopped dates and dried cranberries instead. Delicious!
It was a great day. And simple; we put out cookies for Santa. We opened presents the next day. We had a great Christmas supper.
We celebrated Christ’s birth, and it was wonderful.
The Christmas Pudding recipe I used can be found here: http://cooking.lovetoknow.com/figgy-christmas-pudding-recipe