Yesterday I was trying to get them all excited about Christmas tomorrow.
I asked, "What is tomorrow?!""Christmas," they squealed, "Christmas is tomorrow!"
"And what do we celebrate at Christmas?"
"Jesus was born!" they chirped on cue.
Then Lael piped up, "Mommy, I'm just so glad I like presents."
At least she's honest.
Last night as our special Christmas Eve thing to do, we let the girls decorate two cut out cookies and eat them. I have a confession to make. I don't think I know how to make icing out of icing sugar. I poured what looked like close to a cup of icing sugar in the mixing bowl. Then I added, oh, maybe somewhere between 1/8th and 1/4th of a cup of milk. Then I got real lazy and just scooped some fake-o margarine out of the tub and plopped it into the bowl too. Then I whisked it for awhile. It looked weird, so I stuck it in the microwave for 30 seconds. Then I whisked some more. Finally I just took the bowl over to the table where the girls were waiting patiently (!) and smeared some on each cookie. It was more like a glaze. It dripped everywhere, but it succeeded in holding on the sprinkles which is all the girls cared about.
The other night the girls were pretending to have tea. What I love about this picture is Button's happy grin and Winnie's expression.
And Squeaky's lastest drawing, since I suddenly find myself adding all sorts of miscellaneous news items to this blog.
Lastly, I cut Button's hair for the first time in her life. I mean, I've cut her bangs before, but she really needed a real haircut. In Jungle Camp this summer we were taught how to cut girls hair. So I thought I was all expert and stuff after doing Squeak's. Well, I hacked and hacked on Button's poor hair. She was really patient if not a tad too wiggly. Finally I left it, only to pick up the scissors once more the next morning to give it another go. I think I'm finally satisfied with the results, but I'm not exactly thrilled. I think perhaps I'll keep my personal haircutting skills for when they are really needed, like when we are out in the middle of the jungle somewhere someday.