My Two Buddies

Some people love ’em.

Some people hate ’em.

I’m a love ’em sorta dad. Since today is December 1st we made sure to haul out the Christmas decoration yesterday. Fortunately, the boys were home from school. Not because of the two inches of snow we got but because it was an in-service day for the teachers.

We began the day by buying snow boots. It’s amazing how fast feet grow between March and November! Then we played in the snow. Bang and I built a snowman. The snow was so wet and heavy that he ended up crushing himself (the snowman, not Bang). He was mad because he couldn’t figure out what to use for eyes. Crash attempted to snowboard down the driveway. The snow was so wet and sticky that he did more scooting than boarding. He got mad and stormed inside because he was “frozen”. I told him to “let it go. let it go. Don’t hold it back any more”.

Anyway… back to where this was going…

Where were we going, again?

Oh yeah… Christmas decorations. The boys and I hauled the stuff up from the basement. The Fisher Price Little People nativity scene is erected. Bang likes to pretend it’s a train and pulls baby Jesus all over the house.

Yes. That’s a wise man where the Angel should be.

The “winter scene” is arranged on the bookshelf.

All the beautiful angels are watching over the cozy house and the 3D printed snowmen.

Both boys homemade and schoolmade handmade decoration are up. I’ll share these in the days to come. These are the special pieces. They’re irreplaceable. They are priceless items that could never be replaced because they’ll never again be the age and size they were when they made them. Unless I find a Delorean and 1.21 gigawatts.

The lights were put in the window and the Christmas tree was put up. Mind you, it wasn’t decorated because of a SNAFU (I love that spellcheck doesn’t underline that word). It’s weird how you when you unplug the Christmas tree in January all the twinkly lights are shining happily. Yet, when you plug it back in in December half of them burned out. WTH? How do they burn out when they’re not plugged in? I have one guess.

The elves did it.

You see, we have two mischievous elves who LOVE Christmas lights. They return to our house with joy and excitement every year when they see our lights beckoning them. So if you’re looking for elf ideas or just a simple reminder to move them (right Anxious Mom?) you’ll find that here. As I did last December, I’ll have my regular post plus an Elf update. I already have a few idea for Woody and Elfis. Crash found them at 5:45 this morning. Bang woke at 6:30 and came bounding down the stairs to find them. To be honest, I’m as excited as the boys to see these two back in action.

The magic is working.

Elfis in the penguin cup because Bang stuffie at night is a penguin. Woody is in a Moose cup because he has an uncle who has called him “MOOOOOOSE” since he was born.

 

 

Eager Beaver

You know you’re in for a great story when your 5 year (and 5 day) old comes running to your bed at 6:30 in the morning asking to do the dream question for your blog. Bang LOVES that question. Hence, it has become a staple of the “10 Questions I Ask My Kids” on Thursday. But today is only Wednesday, so you’ll have to wait until tomorrow to find out what he dreamt.

Sorry not sorry.

Tomorrow will fun. I found some science questions to ask the kids. You will read tomorrow how they view the world. You will find out truth to such things as rainbows and the sun’s heat and why magnets stick to each other. All science related. If you aren’t enlightened you will at least be enlaughened (that’s a word now).

As you probably know, a bunch of driveways were being repaved last week. The gravel was laid and rolled and all was ready for the paver. We just needed clear weather. Both showed up Monday and “The Excavator Spectator” was on high alert. He became the paver spectator. Too bad he had school! After school though? He had the same reaction.

ARRHHHHHH!!!!! THE MACHINES ARE HERE!!!!!!

Unfortunately, I didn’t get a picture of him watching the paver in our driveway. He sat on our front step and watched the whole thing.

*Funny story: The paver laid a thin strip of asphalt about a 1/3 of the way down our driveway then stopped. The paver driver parked his machine. DW asked what was up. He told her, “They gave us enough asphalt to do the 10 driveways and we just ran out.” Naturally, DW was a bit confused (and bit pissed that they ran out of asphalt). Then she clued in that he was just kidding and they had a good laugh. 

Front row seats!

That was our big excitement over the last few days… watching the driveways get paved. Be prepared for all the paving questions to be answered this Friday in the next issue of “Go Ask Your Father”.

Driveway before paving

Driveway after paving

 

Too Distracted

I skipped my book review yesterday in lieu of writing about my Jesus shoes.  I also want to write my Friday Fictioneers story from Rochelle. However, I’ve been too caught up in my first “viral” post to write anything.