Oh, we're getting gussied up for the season around here. I can't tell you how fun the holidays are for me now that I have a little one. I'm just a happy mama.
I do have to tell ya that my Christmas took a little turn for the, oh, well, let's just say that things got different this year. Want to hear the story? Uh huh, I know you do.
SO...FinnigantheCurious and I were in Whole Foods, prime-time of 5pm, the north store (crowded and tiny). We're in the middle of said tiny, crowded aisle when Finn stops and says really loudly (wherever does he get that loud voice from? Ahem.):
"Mama. I want to know right now, once and for all, IS there really a Santa or is he something that grown-ups invented to make Christmas more special for kids?"
All eyes are glued to me with horror and anticipation. Mothers with small children are frantically trying to get away from us. I'm frozen. I finally gathered my wits about me and told him that this was a conversation that required sitting down and having some hot chocolate. So we did and you know how it went from there. I had to pitch him on the magic of the myth and all the non-Santa goodness that Christmas contains. We're not Christians, but I did tell him why it's special to them (his Grandmary and his Mema will be so happy). We both cried and snuffled a bit, but it was ultimately no big deal. Whew. I'm half relieved and half sad. He also informed that it was "mostly my fault" that he figured it out because, apparently, my face looks "really weird" when he asks me if the presents are really from Santa. You know us mamas... all our fault.
Anyway, the demise of the Santa belief has not hampered our participation in the holiday cheer though, no siree. Even the garden is playing along. Just LOOK at our satsuma!!! We got two...TWO of them! They were DE.LIC.CIOUS! I mean, sooo good and juicy.
The crazy metal tree is up again this year. I can't take a decent photo of it to save my life, but I got a few swanky new ornaments. Remember me telling you I was gonna become an ornament girl? Oooo, I am, I am!
Glittery, sequiny shroom from Anthropologie. Girl, I could just die and go to Anthropologie heaven. Shoot me now.
A jeweled elephant. I mean, a jeweled elephant! Swoon.And, just for showing off, a little something I made years ago when Finn was itty. Little ole' Advent Calendar made out of match boxes. It's so precious, I just love it so. I have to admit though, the scurry to remember to put something interesting in there for 24 days is for the birds. This is the kind of thing that good mamas do properly. I am always shoving dollar bills in there while he's in the bathroom peeing. Not that he doesn't like the money, it's just that I feel like I'm faking the old-fashioned mama thing. This year there is a strong candy/dollar/Silly Bands theme. I also browbeat Jackdaddy this year into buying some crap for it. He came home with a bag of amazing, amazing rocks from the rock store. Speaking of show offs...
It's all so lovely and magical.
We've got to celebrate the Solstice first though! I look forward to Solstice the mostest, really. That's where my heart lies - in the old ways. We'll do all our special stuff. I'll try to get off my lazy arse and show you some pictures, but don't hold your breathe - I'm hopeless these days. I didn't even send cards out this year and that is unheard of for me. Oh well, and so it goes.Merry Everything, y'all!