All I want for Christmas

I always get a little nervous when I ask the boys to start thinking about what they want Santa to bring them for Christmas. Because what if, say, they ask for a pony? Not gonna happen. And you seriously never know what they will come up with. Case in point, last night as I was making dinner, I asked them all to think about what they would like to ask Santa for. And here were their responses….

santaConnor: I want Santa to bring me coal…. so we can power the house.

Benjamin: I want Santa to bring me a new Mommy, because you are mean. Just kidding!

Alexander: I want a big backhoe loader (and he demonstrates: life sized).

Okay, so my first thought is that maybe Benjamin is getting some of that coal Connor mentioned…. yup, my boys are absolute angels, can’t you tell???

But most of all I had to laugh at Connor’s response. It is incredible what small minds will come up with. The only reason he is so in tune with coal and its ability to power electrical plants and provide energy to our homes, is because he occasionally sees freight trains carrying loads of coal through town. And any time we see a train, it is a BIG deal. Ergo coal is a big deal. Ergo coal is something worthy of asking for. Now should I tell Connor that our house is actually heated by natural gas? I think I will let that one go….

Needless to say, none of those three requests are going to be fulfilled (unless Mommy gets that 6 month vacation….). So now it is time for me to step in with a little, ahem, guidance. Hey, I did that last year, and it worked fantastically. I convinced the boys to ask Santa for books, they readily agreed, and Santa’s helper (me) was all too happy to make that happen.

Now if only I can convince those boys to behave for more than 30 seconds at a time… otherwise this whole issue might quickly become moot.


When less is more

That crazy time of the year is upon us, holiday shopping! Black Friday is less than a week away, Cyber Monday only a little over a week, not to mention all of the other deals that will come along as businesses fight over our hard-earned dollars, promising the toy or gadget of the year that our loved ones simply cannot live without. Are you ready for it?

I’m not, but I’m getting there. I am doing something very different this year, but I will admit, it is something I probably should have been doing for the last several years. I have made a budget, and I plan to stick to it! In year’s past, I have done my best to shop sales and discounts for gifts for family and friends. Yet I never set a cap for myself, and that is something we always seem to pay for financially come January and February (when the credit card bill comes due). Not to mention the material excess we face from the holiday forward! When you have to actually take a break from gift opening because it is too much and too overwhelming for small children…. you may have gone too far. I admit it, it is a mistake we have made in the past. Not happening this year.

Because why on earth should it? Is that what Christmas and Chanukah are all about? Who gets the most presents? Or is it about family and love and togetherness? And celebrating births and battles won, and all that great historical stuff too?? It is a beautiful time of the year, and I think the boys are old enough now to realize it is about more than lighting candles, Santa coming, and tons of gifts. There is more to these holidays than that. So let’s focus on that for a change, not making sure they have a ton of gifts under the tree.

But don’t get me wrong, I still think there is very much a place for gifts, and treating our loved ones to something special! That is still going to happen, just maybe not in as much full-force. We don’t tend to buy the boys presents unless it is their birthdays or this time of year, so I am still very much going to enjoy that process, and getting to buy gifts for all of our family and close friends. But I won’t go overboard.

This year I set an overall dollar amount, and I set it pretty low. Then I divided that amount by the people on our list. And to be honest, I came up with a VERY LOW number to spend on each person. Granted, there is a little wiggle room in there, which is why I started so low, so that going over by a few dollars won’t totally break the bank. But that low amount is going to force me to get much more creative this year. In addition to shopping sales like crazy, I also have to sit back and think…. what do people really want? What do they really need? Is this gift something useful that will be appreciated? Or is it just something nice that may or may not add to the clutter and junk we all seem to struggle with. Because why would I want to add to that for others, when I have a hard enough time dealing with my own clutter and junk???

So that’s the plan. I have a few people figured out already, and have a few gifts already purchased. But I still have quite a few more to go… I guess I will be spending the next few days scouring Black Friday ads for more inspiration and ideas. By the way, did you know some stores will start their Black Friday on Thanksgiving ONLINE???? Yup, I will be taking advantage of that, from the comfort of my home, in my pajamas and a warm cup of coffee by my side. Knock it out first thing in the morning so I can spend the rest of the holiday being thankful with those I love most in the world. Because that is what I want to focus on most.

And in case I am too busy planning to post again beforehand, I wish you all a very Happy Thanksgiving! I hope you get to enjoy a beautiful day filled with yummy food, love, and laughter with those who mean the most to you!!!

Brotherly Love

Today was Connor’s Christmas party at preschool. Parents were invited to join the fun, but they asked that siblings not come, simply because they want it to be a special occasion for the students. Fortunately, there is a daycare/play area at the same building, so I could send Benjamin and Alexander there and still be at the party for Connor.

Alex was excited to get and go play; Ben not so much. In fact there were tears and a borderline tantrum as I dropped them off. But I had promised Connor I would be there for him, so I didn’t have many options. I spent some time with Ben at the play area, and he finally calmed down and reluctantly decided he would go play. I kissed him goodbye and then kissed Alex goodbye. As I did, I asked Alex to take care of his brother for me while I was gone, and he readily agreed.

I returned to the party just in time for Christmas carols, a visit from Santa, and presents. It was adorable and I could tell Connor was having a wonderful time.

Fast forward about an hour and a half later, though, and one of the daycare workers came looking for me. It turns out poor Benjamin had somehow gotten stuck while he was playing in the giant slide, and while he was not hurt, he was completely inconsolable. So I left the party and ran back to the daycare. And the sight when I arrived simply melted my heart. There was Benjamin, laying on the floor crying. And there was Alexander, calmly laying next to his brother. Alex could have continued playing, but he instead decided to stay with Ben and keep him company. He was taking care of his brother, just as he had told me he would.

My boys may play hard and steal toys from each other and fight and hit, but they also love one another like no other. And I know they will always go to the ends of the Earth for each other. I am so proud of each of them and their kind hearts and souls. My three sons are my miracles, always.

Embracing the Holiday Spirit

This is a very busy time of year for our family. We celebrate both Christmas and Chanukah (or as we call it, Christmukah), along with Thanksgiving and New Year’s. It’s also typically a very fun time of year: the sights, the sounds, the warmth, the joy. And when you become a parent, the festivities become even more important as you watch them through your children’s curious, innocent eyes. You see the magic that they see.

Yet this year I have had a hard time getting into the spirit of things. Perhaps it has been because I am feeling so tired and drained, thanks to eight stubborn molars that are just now finally breaking through. Perhaps it has been because I have two toddlers who have entered the Terrible Two’s a bit early, complete with plenty of “no” and “mine” to boot. Add to that a 3-year-old who thinks he knows everything, and I spend more of my days refereeing than mothering… Sometimes I think the little day-to-day frustrations can easily get in the way of the big picture.

It is our family’s tradition to spend the long Thanksgiving weekend putting up our Christmas tree and other decorations. Last year Connor was old enough to hang a few ornaments, and Benjamin and Alexander were able to help from the comfort of Mommy and Daddy’s arms. More importantly, the twins were not yet old enough to crawl, so the tree was relatively safe from harm. Connor knew the rules to stay away; the immobile babies didn’t have a choice. This year, everything is fair game to my precocious little boys. Ornaments look like toys, and anything within reach is literally up for grabs. We quickly realized during the Thanksgiving holiday weekend that the tree would never get trimmed while the boys were awake. They were into everything. Even when we convinced them to hang an ornament on the tree, they wanted to pull it right back down and play with it. And poor Connor was trying his best to follow the rules and trim the tree properly, but his brothers want to do whatever he does, so it got to a point where we couldn’t let him decorate anymore because it was causing two small meltdowns. Ah, screaming children, that feels like the holidays, doesn’t it?!?

The rest of the decorating fell to Mommy and Daddy, to be done after bedtime each night, time permitting. That being said, we finally finished trimming the tree last night, 10 days after we started. And the bottom 2.5 ft. are completely bare, to avoid having ornaments pulled off and destroyed by wandering hands. I found the time and energy to put the outside lights on the porch a few nights ago. It was 8 degrees outside, but I had the free time and energy, so I went for it. It wasn’t terribly fun, but I do love to see the lights. Now that the decorating is complete, I am feeling a little more festive. DSC_0001

I know the holidays are not about trees and lights and presents. They are about family, togetherness, and giving thanks for our many blessings. But it doesn’t hurt to have the beautiful, physical reminders to jog your memory about the spirit of the season during an otherwise long and chaotic day.

I guess the moral of this story is that, as in all things parenting, you need to set your expectations aside and go with the flow. I was feeling rather sad when we couldn’t seem to get our decorating done as a family, I had hoped to continue that tradition with the kids this year. But those down feelings were erased the second I saw the kids’ eyes light up as we lit up the finished tree. They don’t care how it got decorated, they just love to look at it. So I shouldn’t care how it got decorated, or how tedious it was. I should just enjoy the fact that I can sit in my warm, cozy home on these cold winter nights, and enjoy the beauty of the season with my beautiful boys.

And maybe next year we will try to let them trim the tree again…. maybe. DSC_0002

‘Tis the Season

I guess it’s safe to say that the holiday season is in full swing, and honestly, I couldn’t be happier. There is just something about this time of year, the lights, the decorations, the warmth, the cheer…. it truly feels special. And in a way, our family is doubly blessed this time of year because we get to celebrate both Christmas and Chanukkah, or Christmukkah as we like to call it. Alan and I get to share our own traditions with each other and with the boys, which makes it all the more enjoyable.

This year especially, I find myself getting into the spirit of the season. Connor is getting to an age where he is very excited about the lights and the trees, as well as the menorah and dreidels. He’s even getting excited about Santa! We avoided Jolly old St. Nick last year because we knew Connor would be afraid of him. This year, we’ve been talking the big man up, trying to get Connor to come around. I wasn’t so sure it was going to happen. This past Friday, we investigated the area where Santa’s North Pole is set up at the mall, and Connor refused to even wave to Santa from a distance, instead burying his head in my legs. The next day we were back at the mall to take pictures, and amazingly enough, Connor agreed to sit on Santa’s lap and pose for a picture! Connor and SantaHe tells us he asked Santa for a “blue train,” so of course Mommy, aka Santa’s helper, was online that night ordering a blue train to add to his collection.

Then there’s Ben and Alex. There is something so amazing about a baby’s first Christmas, and when you multiply that by two? It never gets old to see the boys’ faces light up with fascination. And even better than that, looking into the crystal ball and catching a glimpse of the many happy holidays to come for our beautiful boys and beautiful family. We have much to be thankful for, not just this time of year, but always.

Speaking of thankful, we decided to utilize the long Thanksgiving weekend to do our decorating, and Alan put together an absolutely wonderful video. You can check it out by clicking here.