December has come and gone. I haven't posted in a while, and am thinking of abandoning ship on the blog.
But I will update for the sake of it. In case one day I look back...
December started off slow, and I did not feel ready or wanting Christmas to come at all. I think it was because Thanksgiving was earlier and I wasn't prepared to decorate and stuff right after Thanksgiving.
We decorated and got a tree as usual. This years tree was so much smaller than the years past. I have no pictures of it to commemorate our first tree in our new house. Everytime I looked at the tree, I thought it looked puny and sad. At our old house we'd get a 10ft tree. It would use 6 strands of lights and boxes and boxes of ornamaments. This smaller tree took two strands and our two boxes of meaningful family ornaments (non of my favorite glass balls). But it was a blast to decorate it. Q and B really got a kick out of picking up every ornament and remembering when they got it. JD was somewhat of a terror during the process, got bored quickly then tried to do things himself. Which is never good.
D chilled and watched us decorate it, then slept through the rest of the day.
Scott also put up the lights outside. Later that day, we had my Dad over and the boys took him outside to view their handiwork. Then they didn't come back in for a LONG time, and I instantly knew what happened. They decided to take a walk in the dark, in our unlit neighborhood, without sidewalks, in which idiots like to speed down the street, in the dark, with my Dad who can't see, nor does he know the neighborhood, and the kids don't either, and my heart. Oh my heart. It dropped to the pit of my stomach, in seconds when I went out side and yes, they were gone. Scott jumped in the car to search for them, and found them approximately 15min later, which was just long enough to make me sick. Because, while I was running through the streets screaming Q's name, with D in my arms probably looking and sounding like a crazy person, while doing that, I heard sirens, and my mind went from zero to "their dead", in half a second. I know I'm dramatic, but I was scared. But they were fine, and I lectured Q (not my dad), about how unsafe what they did was, and they always need to ask Scott or I if they leave the yard. Oy!
Moving on,
D had his first illness which consisted of a horrible upper respiratory infection in which he had a fever for 5 days. After the 3rd day of fever, I started to panic. I don't do well when my babies have fevers for days like that. I start imagining the worst. He got over it.
We experianced a family first of 8 stitches to the chin. Q fell at school (in class, just walking), and split his chin open. When they called me I had a shopping cart full of Christmas gifts. This was friday before Christmas. Learned several lessons in this ordeal. One of which was, stop waiting til the last minute to do Christmas shopping. (I never got those presents, I did go back to get them, but they were gone).
My Dad, once again, was in the hospital for Christmas. This time with gal stones and pancreatitis. Its not Christmas without a trip to the hospital to see Dad! Awesome. Thankfully, he's fine now.
JD woke up from his nap the same Friday Q required stitches with an ear infection. Scott insisted we take him to an urgent care that night. So he did, he waited 2 hours at the CVS minute clinic to get him his course of antibiotics perscribed.
Christmas eve and day were fine. And the kids were well behaved and thankful for their gifts. Scott had the whole week off between Christmas and New Years and we did nothing. We did take them bowling, B and Q love bowling, and this was JD's first time. He was a mess, and it made the whole outing really difficult. He couldn't grasp the concept of waiting his turn, and when his turn did come, he was so hacked off that we made him wait, he didn't want to play. Being 2 must suck.
We don't go anywhere anymore, and I'm growing more content in that. Its really a crap shoot as to whether or not it will be worth it. We did go out to dinner at Red Robin last week and it was nice, up till the last 10 minutes. I figure it was worth it, cause I didn't have to make the food, or clean it up. Definately worth it.
So that is it. Not exciting.
