Christmas Eve dilemma
We gathered for Christmas Eve at my aunt's house. My uncle was worried that the kids would be bored and asked us to bring along some toys to entertain them. We didn't end up bringing toys because we knew they have a tendency to use their imaginations in such circumstances. Instead of playing with toys they played outside on the patio...

Performed songs for the adults...

Opened presents...

And danced for over an hour to Mannheim Steamroller songs playing in the basement...

Boo for head colds
Miserable, miserable, miserable. I'm not dying yet, but I'm not enjoying it either. Today was my only full day of work this week and I ended up coming home and sleeping three hours instead of putting in a full day. The sleep actually helped a lot. I don't feel as ragged as I did before I came home. I'm on Dayquil now and will take a shot of Nyquil before bed. The pisser is that I took a vacation day for tomorrow to go shopping with Noni.

I hereby declare that is the one full day this cold is allowed to ruin my fun. Tomorrow it had better ship the hell out and leave me alone. Hrumph.
Wednesday, December 27, 2006
Chicken and Stuffing Special
From the book Mennonite Country Style Recipes.

1 pkg. (6 oz.) Chicken Flavor stuffing mix
1 c. water
1/4 c. margarine
2 c. chopped cooked chicken
1 can Cream of chicken soup
1/4 c. milk

Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Place crumbs from mix in 2 quart casserole dish. Combine water, margarine and flavor packet in saucepan and heat to boiling. Pour over crumbs in dish and mix well. Mix in cooked chicken. Combine cream of chicken soup and milk and mix in. Bake for 35 minutes.


My poor baby
No, not the little one, the big one. He broke a tooth on Saturday night. It didn't really start hurting badly until bedtime on Christmas Eve. By Christmas morning he was in considerable pain. Fortunately we were able to scrounge up some real drugs from old prescriptions. That helped him considerably. Unfortunately our dentist always takes off the week between Christmas and New Years. His tooth broke at the worst possible time. Now it's Wednesday and he's only taking the drugs when it hurts really badly. He's off them today so he can make his grocery run to town without driving impaired. We're not sure when he's going to be able to get the tooth fixed, or if it's even fixable. We're crossing our fingers that he gets some relief soon.
It's probably been a while...
...since Popi played with Playdoh. Daddy was playing too!

Here they are, at last
I waited on you, Andrea. Your card arrived today. Here is my picture card collection from this year. I believe many of you will recognize these smiling faces. They were put up as they arrived.

Tuesday, December 26, 2006
Problem solved
When I was packing for Christmas morning I brought along two pairs of pajamas for Emma. I couldn't decide which ones she'd look cuter in for her Christmas morning pictures, the yellow ones or the purple ones with ballet slippers. I figured I'd make up my mind when the time came. Christmas Eve she received a set of pajamas from her Great Grandmother. Those pajamas were the clear winner. Because of a scheduling hitch we didn't get the chance to stop by home and change before we went to Grandma's for the afternoon, so she wore the pajamas all Christmas day.

We have a little problem...
It started a while ago. Every once in a while if you were singing when Emma didn't want or talking over her show she'd say "Be quiet." It took us by surprise and we'd laugh. Then more recently she started putting her finger to her mouth and saying "shhhhh." But she was doing it more frequently, and mostly when you were saying something she didn't want to hear. This weekend she pushed it too far. Any time you'd tell her something she didn't like she'd put her finger to her mouth and tell you to "Shush it." I have no idea where she learned that. And while it's funny as hell it's also very rude, which means it's not so funny. We've been on her every time she does it that she needs to stop. I hope it passes quickly.
The Christmas Dress
Which Emma actually wore on Christmas Eve. She's posing with her cousin's before we went out to celebrate with Popi's family. Emma's cousin M can actually persuade her to do things like put her hair up and pose nicely for the camera.

We're still alive
Here's the thing about blogging. The longer you're away the harder it is to come back.