This Week…

We went and saw Santa Clause. Elle has been editing and editing her Christmas list for the past two weeks, in order to have it just perfect. She wanted to be able to tell Santa exactly what she wanted, and she didn’t want to make any mistakes. Hudson wasn’t really keen on the whole experience, but he did not cry this year. He just sat on Santa’s lap, looked at all of us like we are crazy, and refused to smile. It really was funny. He smiled the entire time before we saw Santa, and he smiled the entire time after we saw Santa, but he absolutely refused to smile while we saw Santa.



We went to my parent’s house for Thanksgiving. We had yummy food, good company, and great shopping. I just love Black Friday shopping. There are great deals and lots of fun to be had. Just looking through the ads is fun. But getting a free camera (thank you Bridget for waiting in line four hours), and getting my children’s Christmas presents at half the cost, is by far the most fun.



Hudson somehow managed to make my mouth and his mouth blue. I don’t know why I said somehow managed, because he managed just fine—quite easily in fact. Basically, our mouths turned blue, because he bit off the top of a blue marker—behind my back—and then put it in his mouth. I guess he decided that during this time of year one should always share, because he then reached over my shoulder—putting blue fingerprints all over my coat—and tried to shove the bitten-off, blue marker top into my mouth. I didn’t realize what he was doing, and said, “Hudson, what are you trying to shove into my mouth?” I then grabbed it from him, and looked and saw not only the blue marker top, but also my nicely stained blue fingers. I immediately went into the bathroom, and saw that my lips and the entire area around my mouth was also stained blue. I looked ridiculous. Johnny couldn’t stop laughing. I laughed, too, until I realized it wouldn’t come off. That was not so funny. It took an entire day to get all of the blue off of my mouth. Thanks Hudson. Next time, keep the markers to yourself. Or better yet, next time color with them and don’t eat them.



Elle has made art project after art project after art project. This girl loves to dream up and create her own masterpieces. I love her creativity, too, but I don’t love the mess. And there is a lot of mess. Luckily, I have found that the shop vac works wonders for getting every teensy piece of paper, glitter and tape that gets strewn all over my living room.



And all except for Hudson getting 102 degree fever, it was a great week.