:: rosemary on my table with a new table runner made by a friend :: two frogs made for my tree (gentry loves them too) :: if you would like some leave a comment with your email and I will send them to you, I cannot remember where I found them ::
:: these cookies ::
:: this beautiful blog + this one as well ::
:: this minimal + beautiful Christmas :: this funky cool Nativity ::
:: potty training going well + ring around a little pink bum ::
:: super natural cooking ::
:: everyday food subscription ::
:: the polar express ::
:: the night before christmas :: this one would be especially nice::
:: gift card option uno ::
:: gift card option dos ::
I made several of these ornaments this year for my Christmas tree and maybe some for yours as well. I think they are so delicate and pretty looking. Like pretty snowballs made from only the most beautiful snow flakes.
If you would like to make some go here.
g – Mom, Dad is married to Giselle.
m – Oh. Who am I married to than?
g – You are married to me.
m – Gentry, we are going to go and see Santa at the gym (community center) tonight!
g – Oh! is he exercising?
On the day of mass expulsion when my mom came over.
m – Gentry, who is at the door?
g – SANTA!
m – This is Mary and Baby Jesus and his dad Joseph.
g – No, this is Mary and Baby Joseph and his dad Joseph Smith.
g – Mom, I am a big guy with little hands. Can you open the dvd for me?
g- Dad, you are my bestest friend.
He then laid his head on jj’s shoulder.
Wouldn’t this make the most incredible Christmas present?
Um, yes.
Because my ovaries could be in full on menopausal shrivel and I could see him and they would burst into full bloom once again.
You may get the towels here.
My Grandma Katherine gave me this doll when I was a baby. She also gave one to my cousin Cassie and they look like us; mine with dark hair, hers with blond. In our infinite toddler wisdom we named them, mine is Mary Mine and Cassie’s is Ann Santa.
They are Madam Alexander dolls and I am sure in their prime they were beautiful. Mine used to cry when I tipped her on her tummy those days are long gone. Her fingernails are now etched with blue marker or pen from some random time when I tried to gussy her up. Her legs are coming unstitched and her hair is in a constant state of rats nest. She is mine and always has been. She is my fancy doll and has quite the wardrobe to prove it, with overalls with hand stitching and lots of little dresses from many Christmas’ of my childhood. She is an heirloom to me and reminds me of my family and childhood.
Mary is posing here with a doll quilt I made for my niece Lilly for Christmas. I am terribly proud of it and so excited to give it away to a cute little girl.
Here we are in full holiday attire to help you welcome in the Christmas Season.
Love,
The Robinson + Spiderman
Go here to watch us dance.
I have not dared say this before, but it has been Christmas time at my house for a week. I had to get the tree up and I am so happy I did. You all should come and see. I will great you with warm wassail and ginger cookies.
I love Christmas. Not the gift giving, or the stressing about what to get people. But the spirit it brings. I look forward to it all year, and my house feels so much more cozy with a tree up in it. Like it was built for Christmas trees and fun memories to be had.
My mom has been giving me Christmas decorations since I was a little girl. My grandma Katherine used to as well. She has been gone 13 years. I remember her Christmas tree from when I was a child. They always fastened it to the wall with fishing wire so the grandkids would not tip it over. She also had iconic 50s decorations. I wish I had one to hang on my tree. There were the plastic tear drops with winter and religious scenes. I also remember my Aunt Adele’s tree. She used to have the candles with the bubbling liquid, such iconic old school decorations. I would love to have that kind of thing on my tree to remind me of my childhood. As it is, I have the things that people have given me. Ruby slippers. A little porcelain doll. And I have started my own collection of ornaments. I buy one every year to remind us of the year. This year is the year of Spiderman, and I found one that I will proudly display it from now until Gentry wants it for his tree.
For the first time in our lives we did Christmas at our own house, and the verdict you ask? I loved it. I don’t know why we did not do it sooner, wait, yes I do. It is because I have never dared cook a Christmas breakfast myself. I did it this year and it was beautiful and delicious. Blessed are the quiche makers. That is what Papasan says. I made this for jj’s family last Christmas and our family this year. We also had sticky buns that were drowned in butter and brown sugar (one of my favorite foods).
jj and I exchanged a few gifts, but going to Hawaii in November was our present for every event this past year. Gentry got a fishing pole, a panda bear, and another little bear. The bears must be with him at all times and we need to change their diapers occasionally and change their clothes also. I am thinking about making them some bear clothing, but mostly just thinking since I don’t know how to do that sort of thing. He also got a little bear chair that must travel with us everywhere. It is a car seat for his bears. He has turned into quite the little mother.
On Christmas Eve we went to my mothers, she had a lasagna dinner and we just played and ran around until it was nearly bed time. We then went home and opened our new pajamas and read the Christmas story from a binder book that jj’s mom helped us make.
Gentry got some great loot, so did jj and I from our family and friends. We are very thankful to you all. I am very excited about the pan with holes in it for french bread loaves. SO EXCITED!
The day after Christmas we went up to Logan where jj’s parents live, we spent two days there. While we were there my little boy started cuddling with me. He has never been a cuddly boy and I loved it. I did not dare move in case he remembered that cuddling is not his thing and he better get the heck out of there. I wanted to close my eyes and stay this way forever.
We had a great Christmas.
Also, you may be wondering about my mom’s “boyfriend,” or not. He got my mom some nice presents, that was never something my dad could do. He always depended on me to choose stuff for him to buy. I was impressed that he had paid enough attention to her to understand who she was and what she likes. Also, I would rather hang round Mark than my dad. Mark complements my cooking, that may be all that I ever get from him but it is more than I ever got from my dad. And it is enough just to be noticed.
We have all had apples dipped in caramel. Have you ever had a green apple dipped in caramel, dipped in white chocolate, rolled in cinnamon sugar? Oh my heavens, it is so good. I have a major sweet tooth for a little bit of tart and a whole lot of sweet. These delectable pieces of heaven are from Rocky Mountain Chocolate Factory. The nearest one to me is Trolley Square or the Gateway.
One of jj’s co-workers got it for him for Christmas, bless her heart. Doesn’t eating sin make you feel a little better if there is a bit of healthy in center?