After two failed attempts at having an elf come stay at our house during the Christmas season... The Evil Elf on the Shelf describes the first year..., Santa thought it was best to send something other than an elf. So here is Peppermint the Polar Bear, who has traveled all the way from the North Pole to keep an eye on things and report back to Santa on if the kids have been naughty or nice. He doesn't do much, but does move from time to time, but never when you are looking. It's been promised that he will never go upstairs into the kids' bedrooms... although Colin has requested that Peppermint sleep in his bed. Keira is adjusting well. So far.
I realized two things - I'm in a funk so I haven't been blogging, and I never showed off Day 5 of our Disney trip back in, cough cough , February. The formatting is off on these pictures; try as I may, I cannot get them to post correctly, so we will blame Blogger for having a bad day. Highlights of the day at Hollywood Studios included the Muppets 3D Movie, Connor and Colin meeting Ferb, and seeing just how extremely excited the kids were to meet Buzz and Woody. Especially the little girl who screamed and ran away from Mickey on day one, and screamed and sat through breakfast with Donald with a blanket on her head on day two. I'd also like to add how EXTREMELY thankful I am for wonderful in-laws who gave the chance to experience this very special trip. :)
I'm combining my thankful post with my happiness post today. Last year, someone named Tom Turkey sent me a beautiful ring. I don't know who Tom Turkey is (actually I have a pretty good idea, but she is evasive when questioned). Well this year, Tom struck again! On Friday, I received a small package in the mail from a shop (that I swear I saw a friend post something about on FB in weeks past). There was a sweet note, wishing me happy anniversary and signed Tom Turkey . I have always always always wanted a family ring. Peridot for Keith, Blue Topaz for me, Ruby for Boy, and Moonstones for the twins. The fact that this is a stack-able ring makes it extra cool, because I always wanted one of those as well. So I am very thankful for Tom Turkey , whoever she is. Happiness is a new ring and happiness is having a special friend like Tom.
I had a great idea for a thankful post for Sunday. However, certain events over the weekend made it pretty hard to work up the energy to post anything. Let's start with Saturday - It was my first call to Poison Control. Keira got her flonase in her eye (she jerked as I pumped). My first thought was to rinse her eye. Her first thought was to scream bloody murder and flail around as I tried to rinse her eye. There was a lot of yelling: me yelling for her to hold still, Keira yelling about her lovey (and the fact that she wanted me to hold her hand but since I only had 2 hands there wasn't enough to go around), and Keith yelling because stressful situations are not his forte (love you honey!). Add Connor crying because he couldn't find his Mario pajamas, and Colin crying, because well, that's what he does... I was ready the day to be over. However since Keira was saying that her eye still hurt, I called the after hours ped line, who left me on hold for about 10 minutes.
The last couple of weekends, Keith had to be somewhere early on Saturday morning, which left me unable to sleep in. He made up for it by running out to get me breakfast. Pumpkin spice latte and the bacon & gouda artisan sandwich I'm a really lucky girl.
Days 7, 8 and 9: I am thankful that I am qualified enough to have been one of the top two people in consideration for a job. A job I did not get, by the way. However, I am thankful that people on the interview committees actually said, "Wow, she'd be an amazing manager." I am thankful for co-workers who were disappointed and in disbelief that I did not get the position (even the chic who thinks it would be "awful to have twins" gave me a really uplifting pep talk). I am thankful I currently have a job that I enjoy. I'm able to assist students with decisions that will affect their lives. I'm privileged that I get to do something that I like - which is helping people.
I am thankful for the right to vote, the right to choose, and the right to freedom. We've come a long way, and still have a ways to go for equality. Connor's class is voting today - it's a tight race between Duck and Grace. (No clue who these people are, but a few years ago, Farmer Brown lost to Duck, and now it's Grace's chance to become president of the farm.)
I am thankful that I am able to be the bigger person. I am thankful that I know how to be a mature, responsible, sensible person who would never dream of kicking someone in the shins when they make offensive comments about my parenting style. And... I am thankful that I get to be a working mother rather than no mother at all.
November 3 - I am thankful for my nice warm home. Although it's not as big and fancy as some of my friends, we've got everything we need here to make a loving home. Don't worry - the spiders came down the day after Halloween
I've decided to take a big step - and blog every day mentioning something that I am thankful for. I had wanted to start yesterday, but was still catching up from my #1 holiday, Hallowe'en. So for November 1, I am thankful for spending one of my favorite days with my favorite people. First, Nana, Cousin Reid, Grammy, and I went to the twins' costume parade at preschool: (Then I enjoyed an afternoon at home alone, watching True Blood...) After Keith came home from work, I put on my costume: We headed to meet the kids at my parents' house for some serious trick-or-treating! Unfortunately the 3 smiling children standing still are not mine. I've got the jumping Spider man, the witch sweeping the sidewalk and the ninja in the back staring off into ninja space. Trunk or Treat at Connor's School