Revisiting December.

December was so much fun. Here is my collected assortment of sayings and goings on that made me laugh. One of my greatest contentment's as a Mom are the everyday things that my kids say, silly and otherwise. I love all of their misspeakings and thinkings out loud. I jot them down on scraps of paper because I know if I don't save them [and share them], I will not remember these ordinary pieces of our life. I don't correct them too much, I don't want to stifle any of the sweetness that is so pure and innocent, probably a good thing I didn't become a teacher.

Taking Eva home after her Christmas party:
Me: That's a pretty tree you made [with a sugar cone and green frosting and Trix cereal]
Eva: Yeah, I'm gonna eat it.
Me: Or you could just save it for decoration.
Eva: No, I'm gonna save it for my mouth.


At bedtime:
Wyatt: Mama, I wish I could fly.
Me: I know, me too.
Wyatt: I wish you could get two feathers, and put 'em in yer shirt, and bend them down a little bit. That would help you fly, right?

Driving to school after a good frost:
Wyatt: Look at all the defrost on the grass!

Walking through the neighborhood:
Sarah: Remember the frosting on the grass?

Playing at home:
Eva: Mama, I'm gonna be a princess for Halloween
Wyatt: Halloween is like in a hundred million years!
Eva: Mama, I'm gonna be a princess in a hundred million years.

Relaxing in the evening with a family back rub:
Sarah: Ahm, I like it, but the worst part is massaging the other person.

Other important things I failed to mention last month.
After seeing the marvelous commercial on TV, Wyatt asked for a Chia Pet for Christmas. Santa didn't bring it. Wyatt said to me, "Mom, you just spread the stuff on and put water and it grows!" Another day when the TV was on, he came to me and said, "Mom, you need a blanket that has arms!" I didn't see the commercial myself but I probably have all the blankets I need for now.

When we missed the fire truck Santa on our own street, we all jumped into the car to chase the Santa perched high atop. We had to drive around for a while, up and down streets until we finally caught him. It was foggy that night but they play the siren slowly with holiday music, so if you roll down your window just a little bit so as not to freeze yourself, you can hear the Santa truck even when it's blocks away [that is actually how we knew he was in the vicinity and what got us into our car]. Two days ago when I told the kids to hurry and get in the car, Eva asked if we were going to go and chase Santa!

OK, now letting December go. On with the new year.