Wednesday, December 19, 2012

Hearts, Flowers, and Butterfly Love

Yesterday when I was wrapping Christmas presents, in the same somber mood that many Americans are carrying around this week, I couldn’t help wondering how many years I would get to play Santa. My heart sank thinking of the day that some punk on the playground or school bus would provide the irrefutable evidence that shattered Isabelle’s Christmas miracle.


A few hours later, after she and I had blazed through six glue sticks, 150 foam stickers, and 26 brightly-hued poster boards creating our 26 Letters of Love to Newtown, I realized an even sadder day was on the horizon…the one when she finds out that the world is not all butterflies, hearts, and flowers.

I wish I could see the world through 5-year-old-colored glasses, even to just get through the holidays.

Sunday, December 9, 2012

Snowfest

Last night we went to the Snowfest in Safety Harbor (the town where we wanted to originally buy a house when we moved here). It never snowed in Maryland last winter so this was going to be Izzi's first snow play in two years.

Too bad it was completely lame. The snow was very real, it looked and felt like we could have had an apocaplyptic weather event in Tampa with actual snowfall. But they didn't make nearly enough of it.

We got there shortly after 5pm and there were already bare spots on the sledding hill. (The event ran 4-9pm). The Florida-born kids were all whining that it was too cold and wet. Really? I know most of them have never seen or touched snow before but if you're going to whine about it, then get out of the way and let US play in it!

We went to the Snowfest with our friends Carl and Mason. Mason and Izzi only got one trip down the sledding hill because the line took almost an hour to wait in. They only had 3 sledding tracks and the attendants were eagerly trying to fill in the bare spots and replace the divot from the virgin sledders who were digging their feet into the ground the entire trip down the small hill.

I'm glad we took the kids over. They also go to go down a huge inflatable slide (30 minute wait) and one bouncey house (20 minute wait). After that, we were done and had to leave. There was 2 more hours of festival time left but we were spent trying to wait in line.

The night wasn't a total loss. We all took one car so when we got back to our house, we found out that Santa was running late. Our neighborhood was last so we got to hang in the driveway for a bit with the Wilson's and saw Santa and his entourage pass by our house. We got about 100 strands of Mardi Gras type beads. We donated one unwrapped toy. And we got to wave to Santa. Does that count for this season or do I still have to go wait in line at the Mall?


Wednesday, December 5, 2012

Whizzle Me This

Izzi went over to Mom-Mom SuSu's house on Sunday to hang out for a few hours after lunch. The Ravens weren't playing until 4:30, we had friends coming over around 3 for the game but we wanted to get a few things done around the house and we had just returned from our Puerto Rico trip so Mom-Mom needed to see her Izzi.

We finished unpacking the suitcases and got our Christmas decoration bins out so we could decorate throughout the week. I opened all the bins so I could find Whizzle, our Elf on the Shelf. Geega bought EonS for Izzi three years ago and Izzi named him Whizzle. Not sure where that came from but we liked it and it stuck.

Whizzle has brought so much fun during the month of December the past few years. So when I got him out this year, I placed him up on her curtain rod in her bedroom, and planned to wait for her to find him (not point him out).

Mom-Mom dropped Izzi off around 3:30 that afternoon and as soon as she walked into her room she started screammming in excitement. She could barely talk she was so excited.

Mommy! Mommy! WHIZZLE IS BACK!!!! He found us in FLORIDA! Now I just KNOW Christmas is gonna be here soon.

Ed & I have been very good this year moving him around. We take turns so even I'm excited when I find Whizzle hiding somewhere.