Yesterday my mom brought us a copy of the Celtic Woman Christmas DVD.  This morning, after we opened a few presents and ate a simple breakfast, and after Carmen and David rode their Rodys around the house several times with their Christmas lariats (thanks, Bubba!), they sat down to watch the DVD.
Lo and behold, Mairead [...]

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This morning we ran a couple of errands.  Baby Jesus, this time a snowman, came along with Mary and Joseph, who had taken scarves and wrapped them over their heads in a step toward Nativity authenticity.  Snowman Baby Jesus got cold in Office Depot, and Carmen and David got hot, so they swaddled Baby Jesus [...]

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I haven’t heard it in a while, but when I was younger sometimes at Christmastime the radio stations played a song called “All I Want for Christmas Is My Two Front Teeth.”  You can guess what it’s about if you haven’t heard it.
We found it funny, but I found it a little less amusing the [...]

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The world has just received a heavy dusting of confectioner’s sugar, falling since dinner-time.  The broad leaves of the corn in the patio sag with the weight; David’s tractor and dump truck are full of small loads of snow.  In the sky we see brief flashes of light; not lightning, but flashes from the [...]

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As we finished the ride, Carmen channeled one of the Wise Men and said, “I’m looking for Baby Jesus.”

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Carmen, after dinner yesterday:
“I want a REAL pony.  Because I grew, like this,” she held her hands up as if to mark her height in the air, “and the little pony is too little and I have to sit like this,” and then she squatted a bit to demonstrate.  “And,” she continued, in an effort [...]

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Carmen, while walking through Hermann Park:   “Mommy, you can take my pony to the consignment store.  I am ready for a real pony; I am getting bigger!”
When today at dinner I told Matt about her declaration, he responded that Carmen is definitely my girl.

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