My friend, Melinda, made us this amazing, wonderful, delish Coconut Cake for Christmas.
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....umm, yeah. That's dear, sweet, stinky Pachi on Santa's lap. Santa looks completely thrilled, doesn't he? But Santa was a good Santa and Emma couldn't stop staring or giggling at him, so it's okay that Pachi was in the photo.
I do think, however, that we've learned our lesson and will not have our "traditional Santa and Emma photo done on Christmas Eve" ever, EVER, EVER again. Next year, i will be one of the FIRST ones in September November to get their child's photo done with Santa! Did you know that Snapfish will make cards for you of the Santa photo?!? How easy would that be?!?! And i'm so all for "easy"! The mall here is just too dang busy to be anywhere near it on Christmas Eve; so there's my plan for next year.
And now....we are getting ready for the New Year. I love New Year's Eve....so dinner needs to be planned, perhaps some more baking, and figuring out what we'll watch that night. Of course, the chance that i will actually be AWAKE for the the start of the New Year is slim, but, i have high hopes that i will be.
ah, yes....a New Year.
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....and all is quiet. Emma is playing with her animals, my baking (for the most part) is done and most of all of the presents are wrapped. It is nice being at home as it's very windy outside; no snow or rain, just lots of wind. I think that a mug of hot chocolate later will be needed.
My Snowball Cookies turned out perfect as did my Mom's Angeletti Cookies. These are the two cookies that my Mom baked without fail, every Christmas. These are the things that make her closer to me. Her recipes, for some strange reason, give me comfort. Her birthday is tomorrow...so i am thinking about baking a Pumpkin Cheesecake as she loved Cheesecake. I sometimes worry that i hang on to these types of things, these memories, too tightly; the ache of missing her has not lessened at all. If anything, i am constantly reminded how much i miss her, how much i wish she was here to be a Grandma to Emma and see how much i love being a Mommy. I just can't seem to let my Mom go...i see her in the way i attempt to decorate, how i bake, how i laugh and how i love. I guess it's only natural to see the things i do in her; which is really ironic as i remember telling myself that i would NEVER be like her, that i would be a 'modern' woman (whatever that means...). It turns out that i am more like her than i ever thought.
Emma, well, is loving the Christmas trees, the lights, the music and decorations of the Christmas season. She doesn't 'get' a lot of things, but it is truly pure joy to watch her face light up when she sees Christmas lights or sings "Jingle Bells" in her off-key singing voice. I am stunned, at times, at how much she has grown, at how much she has learned. I went out to a Cookie Exchange last night and got home rather late. Emma was still awake, waiting for me in the kitchen. As i opened the door, i heared her scream "MAMAS HOME!! MAMAS HOME!!" and she runs into my arms. I held her, swung her around, and started to dance to the Christmas music, while she giggled and she looks at me and says "Mwiss you". I was stunned...i guess sometimes in the mist of cleaning up after her, chasing her to wipe her hands and face, fighting with her to not throw things, and to get into the tub, i forget that this little imp of a child, loves me. The love of a child truly is like no other...
And tomorrow is 'the' big day: Christmas. Hopefully, we will all sleep in late, eat some breakfast French Toast Casserole and open presents. No going overboard here: a few music toys for her, a Princess blanket (that was NOT my idea, btw), a Moose A. Moose and Zee (stuffed animals) and a thing/computer thingy for her to start letters, etc (i have no idea what this thing is called, but it was highly recommended for her), whatever my sister has sent for her...and that's it. She's only two and a half and i refuse to let this season be all about "getting" instead of "giving".
Seeing Santa was fun today and we got the annual photo taken. Of course, Pachi is in the photo with her and Santa is holding Pachi on his lap. Poor Pachi is going to be snuck out of her bed tonight and thrown into the washer; he stinks to high heaven. He has chocolate on his trunk and on his tail...but i tell you, i've never seen such a well-loved pink, stuffed elephant.
Off to clean up and get things done...
Wishing everyone a very Merry Christmas and thank you for being a part of my life.
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...okay, a lot of help from Christine, i am hanging up the decorating hat for this year. I now understand why folks start in early September November putting up decorations.
I may start decorating in July next year....
I still need some photos of outsides...and better ones of inside, but for now?
I'm going to go eat a Cake Ball. :)
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....Emma being funny!
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I signed up to get these daily emails from "Girlfriends in God" some time ago. I love reading them as there always seems to be something that applies to me. I also
recieve the Proverbs 31 emails which i was introduced to by Jessica who is one of the MOPS Coordinators. Reading both of these emails are how i start my mornings...i can't tell you how much just this little bit of quiet time means to me. I get mean when i don't get my quiet time, lol...
This email newsletter below is amazing. It's by Sharon Jaynes who write for Girlfriends in God and i know that this one will remain one of my favorites for years to come. It's so very easy to get lost in the hustle and bussle of this time of years, trying to get everything done, not forget anything, wrap everything, AND stay in a holly-jolly mood. Remembering that Christmas is not just ONE day, but a season helps but it helps even more to remember why we do these things: To celebrate Christ's birthday...
December 16, 2009
1 Corinthians 13 Christmas Style
Sharon Jaynes
Today's Truth
"And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love" (1 Corinthians 13:13 NIV).
Friend To Friend
With Christmas just around the corner, it is easy to get so busy with the cooking, decorating and shopping that we forget why we're doing all this in the first place. Sometimes, the very people we love get lost in the hustle and bustle of packed schedules, holiday parties, and Christmas musicals. This Christmas, let's keep our focus on Jesus and not forget to invite the honored guest to His own birthday celebration.
Today, I want to share a poem that I wrote a few years ago that helps me keep a proper perspective on Christmas.
1 Corinthians 13 Christmas Style
©By Sharon Jaynes
If I decorate my house perfectly with lovely plaid bows, strands of twinkling lights, and shiny glass balls, but do not show love to my family - I'm just another decorator.
If I slave away in the kitchen, baking dozens of Christmas cookies, preparing gourmet meals, and arranging a beautifully adorned table at mealtime, but do not show love to my family - I'm just another cook.
If I work at the soup kitchen, carol in the nursing home, and give all that I have to charity, but do not show love to my family - it profits me nothing.
If I trim the spruce with shimmering angels and crocheted snowflakes, attend a myriad of holiday parties, and sing in the choir's cantata but do not focus on Christ, I have missed the point.
Love stops the cooking to hug the child.
Love sets aside the decorating to kiss the husband.
Love is kind, though harried and tired.
Love doesn't envy another home that has coordinated Christmas china and table linens.
Love doesn't yell at the kids to get out of your way.
Love doesn't give only to those who are able to give in return, but rejoices in giving to those who can't.
Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, and endures all things.
Love never fails. Video games will break; pearl necklaces will be lost; golf clubs will rust. But giving the gift of love will endure.
Let's Pray
Dear Heavenly Father, Thank you for sending your Son, Jesus, that starry night in Bethlehem. Like the Shepherds, I am still amazed at Your great love. May I not lose sight of the true meaning of Christmas, but celebrate Jesus' birthday with joy!
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