Middle Child Mom

Tuesday, December 13, 2011

I'm Dreaming of an Old Christmas

I love Christmas time. I love the music, the food, the lights, and the smell of a fresh Christmas tree. As a child I would dream of having the perfect Christmas tree. A perfect 'A' shape with just the right amount of flocking, twinkly white lights, and ornaments that all matched, or at least had a theme. But the kind of tree we always got was the cheap, misshapen,"Charlie Brown" kind that leaned against the fence at the tree lot. Every year we got the same kind, but that didn't stop my parents from driving to every tree lot in town to find "just the right one", while we kids froze our nose, toes, and fingers off. Really, who were they trying to kid? I knew the kind of tree we'd end up with, and I'm pretty sure they knew too. Almost everytime we'd bring the tree home and have to cut 2 feet off the trunk (ala Clark Griswold). Did they not remember that we still only had 8 foot ceilings, just like the year before and the year before that? Of course they did. Mom would say "we have to cut a little off to keep it fresh". Then they'd screw it into the tree stand that held a thimbleful of water, but never held the tree truly straight. The first thing on would be the lights....not the twinkly white lights, but the big, nightlight size bulbs. And they weren't white, they were every color of the rainbow including blue and orange. Really? Then the ornaments...no "theme", just one of everything that each of my six siblings and I had made from kindergarten through Jr. High, perhaps. Glass balls of every color and small bells made of bone china with little angels painted on them. Lastly, the dreaded tinsel...."icecicles" that would static cling on to you as you walked by the tree. Yes, our tree was really something. And you know what? I'd give anything to be transported back in time to share just one more Christmas with my parents and brothers and sisters decorating that "ugly" tree. I'd understand that my parents were creating family time by driving from tree lot to tree lot, looking at all the fancy houses with pretty lights. I'd appreciate the deliciousness of the cocoa my mom made from scratch while we decorated our tree. I'd listen more closely to the stories of Christmas's past and who made each of the decorations that adorned our tree year after year. I'd live in that moment, rather than dream of a life I didn't live. My grown-up self would understand that "...Christmas doesn't come from a store. Maybe Christmas...perhaps...means a little bit more!" I can't go back in time, but I can thank my Heavenly Father for giving me the life I've had. I appreciate every experience, both happy and heartbreaking, that has lead me to where I am. I am blessed.

Monday, December 12, 2011

Sweet temptation

I may need to enter a 12-step program after the holidays. I am addicted to these little Cuties!

A tiny orange ball of sweet perfection!

The Nativity through a Child's Eyes

....and Spiritually Speaking: The Nativity through a Child's Eyes: This is so sweet!

Beautiful baby Daniel

Grandpa Williams, Annabelle, Grandma Williams & baby Daniel

We drove to Hillsboro, Oregon to baby Daniel's blessing. Daddy Peter gave a beautiful blessing, then we went to their home for a delicious lunch. Grandma and Grandpa Talbot drove down from Oak Harbor, and stayed Saturday night with us and we all drove down together. It was a lovely day. Then the Talbots stayed Sunday night with us and we planned their 60th wedding anniversary celebration with them. I think they are excited for their party. It's so much fun to celebrate on two ends of life. It will be great!

Thursday, December 8, 2011

This is very moving. Enjoy.

More of Temple Square

One of the beautiful sights at Temple Square.

Sunday, December 4, 2011

The (NOT-SO) Sunday-before-Christmas-party

4 out of 5 of the other little munchkins in Utah that we love!

We had our annual family Sunday-before-Christmas party at Heather & Dan's house tonight. A huge THANK YOU to my family for movin' that party up to accomodate our visit to Utah. It was so great to see my sister's, bro., nieces, nephews, brotha-in-law, and my kids and grandkids. I really miss you all!