That’s a Wrap on Hanukkah (Monday— Monday was a wrap on Hanukkah)

 It’s like I want to be an adult who eats sensibly, but also Ben put a huge box of Frango mints in my stocking, and I made two pumpkin pies.

Lunch dessert:

Do real grow ups even eat lunch dessert? Also, do they buy whipped cream in 3-packs from Costco because it is coca season? Like, I doubt it.

Ok. Let’s talk K-cups. Are there any that taste good? I LOVE drinking a fast cup of coffee the minute my eyes open, especially when I need to get up and work out first thing because Ben has to work and kid duty will descend upon me, but K cup coffee is… not amazing. I have Starbucks veranda pods right now, and they are completely OK, but is anything better than OK in your opinion?

I think Minnie has started pulling her hair out again. GAH— I really thought she was done with that, but she has some spiky regrowth, and one side has way less hair than the other. I am a hair puller and twister from WAY back, so I get it, but GAH.

(There’s really nothing to be done about it except offer her toys with lots of textures, especially some that are safe to sleep with since she does it when she’s falling asleep. Responding to her noises in the middle of the nought helps, too, which is why she’s STILL NURSING at night. Any other ideas?)

We end Hanukkah every year with a sibling gift exchange, and it is a delight from name drawing (out of a hat- this year Coop’s new CCM hat that really shows off his straggly hockey hair) to shopping to the big reveal.

While I was looking for that pic, I found this one of a toy that has already broken and has already been returned:

After the initial assembly, I t lived in our front hallway for a few hours, and it was a delight to hear Beatrix trot back and forth over it— worth the whole hassle. (Also, I love Minnie’s diaper and PJ’s in the foreground that she immediately shed to put on the dress and boots she’s wearing. And! That striped bag in the back is a festive trash bag that I bought on the advice of the Girl Next Door podcast to have prettier Christmas morning pictures— loved that tip!)

Anyway: Sibling gift exchange

Coop drew Minnie and got her a princess tutu dress and a play food barbecue set. BIG HIT

Dorothy drew Cooper and made Ben take her all the way across town for a particular knee hockey goalie stick that she wrapped in a park of Ben’s socks

Harry drew Dorothy and took Cooper to help him pick something out. They looked at clothes at JC Penney and Kohls (LOLOLOLOL) before going to Target and buying her Minecraft for her Switch

Jack drew Harry and got him a book about the Chicago Bears and baseball cards (not only did Harry get a complete set of bball cards from Santa, but also his entire stocking was stuffed with them— that’s all he wanted fir the whole holiday, the adorable weirdo).

Minnie drew Jack, and to be honest, right now everyone wants Minnie to draw their name because that means Ben and I are picking out the gift and will probably get an unfulfilled wishlist item and not something totally rogue. She got him the breakfast sandwich maker he wanted (that has been really hard to source because apparently everyone else ants one too??)

Honestly, I can sort of see why

I wanted a group pic of this completely successful gifting experience, but someone is 2

My Dad Would Be 75 Today

 75– wow!

That means it has been 5 YEARS since the big 70th birthday party my mom threw at their house which feels WAY MORE RECENT than that. But! If you look at the photos we got him for that birthday, you can see we are all MUCH YOUNGER. Also the birthday party!! When Ben and I got home from a rowdy dinner out with Jon and Caleb the whole outside of my parents’ house smelled like gas. Like, light-a-cigarette-and-we’re-all-toast level gas. So I made my dad call the gas company and my mom was SO SO SO mad at me because she had a houseful of people set to arrive in less than 24 hours. But the gas smell was a CITY EMERGENCY, and they ripped up THE ENTIRE YARD (my parents’ house has a  HUUUUUGE yard) to find and fix it. SO funny now, but very fraught in the moment. It was like 2am, and we were all awake watching a fleet of Bobcats destroy everything out the windows and knowing that Dorothy and Cooper would be up and at ‘em in like 4 hours.

But. 75. Wow. To acknowledge that kind of a milestone and not be able to celebrate with him is a lot. I miss him so much all of the time. I mean, I’m not walking around sad all day or anything like that, but something will happen and remind me of him, and bam! There it is— all that grief coiled up just under everything. Like, the (hilariously huge) wearable neck and back massager he gave me on what was his last Christmas was out of battery and I couldn’t find the charger, and I just sobbed for a second in my closet. (Where I found it under some boxes of badly hidden presents. It’s a really great massager.)

Ben and I planned to go out for a huge steak dinner to celebrate because getting dressed up and going out to dinner with my parents has been a favorite thing of ours since we were in our 20s. But I am a little sick with the low-level crud Harry and Minnie have had, and it is very cold, and Cooper has hockey practice. Instead, we will have vodka tonics and make his favorite fudge and scratch off some lottery tickets in his honor and maybe watch a bad movie or some weird documentary series and fall asleep on the couch, wake up, eat some more fudge, and go to bed. Which is what we would would have done with him after the dinner out.

Here’s the last pic we took together, Easter 2019:

It’s a pretty great picture, especially when you feel a little (or a lot) sad.

Merry Merry

 We had the most delightful couple of days celebrating with our little (ha!) family, but we absolutely missed gathering with extended family. 2 separate groups of people on Ben’s side have the vid, so no NYE plans, either **sad trombone** It’s also the first year that anyone we normally celebrate with is sick on the holidays, and we wish we would have celebrated normally the past couple of years, in retrospect.

Our Elves (plural— FML) on the Shelf brought matching Hanukkah jams this year, and I got ZERO pictures of the fam in them, mainly because Minnie just flat out refused to wear them at all.

And also because we had so much lazy fun, I just didn’t take that many pictures.

Where does one of us stop and the other begin? HARD TO SAY

We spent the 23rd making Santa cookies, which was perfect because Ben had meetings, and he is kind of Grinchy about making cookies (which, I get it— SUCH A MESS).

And not even really appetizing, on the whole

Minnie refused all help and spent like 40 minutes making a not-messing-around dough lump

Dorothy colored the buttercream frosting, and it has never been so vibrant.

MINNIE’S LUMP

I made a much more tame green icing

Elf at work

Seriously, she was SO into this cookie and clearly had a real plan.

I was delighted to find Santa hat sprinkles in my huge sprinkle bottle. Next, year I am buying more and doing at least one batch of festive dinos.

I made my grandpa’s spaghetti sauce and meatball recipe for Christmas Eve, and we spent the whole day just sort of hanging out at home waiting for it to be bedtime—- in a very festive, merry way complete with a toddler kitchen helper and a nap time movie with snacks,

Santa delivers stockings right to the kids’ bedrooms, and this is genius because it buys us time to open our own stockings together and just not have to get out of bed so early. AND! The kids have so much fun showing each other what they got and then laying it all out for us to see, too. Wisely, Santa brought Minnie’s to our room, knowing she comes in to nurse at the crack of 6 am.

Dorothy woke up at 1 am, investigated her stocking, and fell back to sleep until almost 7 when she scampered down to Coop’s room

He was happy to see her:

Harry and Jack spent awhile together opening things and then joined the little kids for some candy and knee hockey while Ben and I had coffee and got our bearings.

Present opening always goes slowly. We go one at a time and pause to delight and also to eat pull apart cinnamon rolls

Harry loved these tennis sunglasses

Coop has been asking for this book every time we have gone to Costco lately

Jack was thrilled to update his wardrobe

Dorothy was her very best elf elf and loved every single gift

Minnie liked these boots so much the would only wear them and nothing else

I LOVED the variety of Ugg boots Ben got me because I needed an update

But the real star was a dresser top coffee maker because sometimes I need a cup of coffee so I can get up and make a better cup of coffee. Hashtag too old to parent a toddler

Ben cooked a HUGE dinner (he wrote Christmas Feast on our weekly menu, and it was)

 

And we ended the night putting the little kids to bed and playing the games Harry and Jack bought us (with their own money—- so sweet!)

It was a perfect family weekend, and tonight! We are catching the last night of Hanukkah with our traditional sibling gift exchange. It’s a delight to watch the kids pick out such thoughtful gifts for each other, but it is also very logic puzzle-y to figure out how to take them all shopping in a way that avoids taking them with their random-draw sibling or the person who drew their name. Having an extra driver this year might help…