Friday, December 27, 2013
|Santa wrote back!|
We had such a lovely California Christmas with a housefull of family and talent shows by the cousins. We cuddled on the couch and watched the Grinch, we baked cookies and a fabulous Christmas feast. We took walks and played in parks and made music and just hung out in the sunny backyards.
Saturday, December 21, 2013
Wednesday, December 18, 2013
Tuesday, December 17, 2013
Monday, December 16, 2013
Ok our weekend was quite full. But in a good, festive, party kind of way. We went to a cookie and crafting party, a caroling party and the kids went to a parents-night-out sponsored by the teens in our Meeting who are fundraising for their summer trip to Guatemala. So yes, busy, but busy in that good kind of holiday way, where you see tons of people you know from different social circles and get to enjoy some of the best parts of the December craziness (the cookies! the singing! the kids romping around together!)
Truly, I love it.
Tuesday, December 10, 2013
I'm taking time to delight in the small things. Their cries of delight every time they see a wreath on someones door. Making snowflakes and wondering if we'll see the real thing. Playing games and working on our counting and math skills. (Certain people have a hard time with the difference between a $50 bill and a $500 bill, and certain other people believe the bigger the pile, the better, despite our attempts to explain that one $500 is better than a pile of 40 $1 bills. )
In the middle of all the excitement, and it's there, finding these spaces to rest is so important.
Monday, December 09, 2013
With my brain going in twenty directions at once, and the soundtrack of Brixton's bongo uke medleys behind me, I'm starting this crazy week.
(With a small alarm set on my phone reminding me to breathe.)
Yeah, I'm seeking that sweet spot between the frantic joyful energy and the stillness that I know is in there.
Trying to be cautiously generous, pouring out my love and resources where I know it will mean the most.
Saturday, December 07, 2013
We braved the cold and bundled up to go and see the caroling competition called Figgy Pudding. We took the bus downtown because thousands of people were expected, between the singing and the Pear Jam concert. On the bus, the kids were leaning on the window, pointing out all the lights. One large downtown building had a light on it's top that changed from red to green and my kids were squealing in delight "Now it's red" "Now it's green." An older gentleman on the bus was delighted by their delight, and as we left the bus he said "thank you for sharing your babies with us." It's why we do all this stuff right? Not for us old and tired grown-ups but for those cries of joy as the light turns from one color to the next.
We rode the carousel and warmed our fingers with hot donuts and cocoa. We listened to the groups of choirs singing on all the street corners downtown- some with jazzy hats and jingle bell rock and some with solemn tones of angels. All was magic in the dark night, with the press of people and the voices lifting up around us.
And then through the crowd, we saw one particular visitor. The kids got to have their chance with him, bless him for saving me from a trip to the mall. Unity went first and chatted away. Brixton, after climbing into his lap, stammered and looked at me. "Mom, what do I want for Christmas?" He got down without deciding.
We stumbled home, cold and tired but their eyes were full of the shining lights and they were humming carols as they went to sleep that night.
Tuesday, December 03, 2013
There's a lot of talk these days about simplifying the holidays. Talk of focusing on what we really value and letting go of the stress. I love that this conversation seems more prevalent, that we are sharing tips and ideas about giving more and buying less. About how being present is the best gift we can give each other.
It's true, I have a very long to-do list. But, I also made a December fun list, to balance it out and remember that there's a lot to look forward to this month. I don't want to get to Christmas and realize that I spent the whole month with my head down just going from one task to the next. I was telling a friend about my fun list this weekend and she asked, reasonably, "won't you just get stressed about trying to do all the fun things?" But it's more of a reminder, a guideline. I know we won't get to them all and that's ok, it's just to help me remember to make space and time for special traditions.
My feelings about Christmas have evolved so much over the years. From being so excited I couldn't sleep, to being bored and over it. I loved my time working in the bookstore, with it's crazy frantic energy. I loved being able to put the right book in the right hands and running on adrenaline and sugar cookies and the John Waters Christmas album all the way up until Christmas Eve, then collapsing on a plane the next day to see my family.
It's different now, of course. Now it's more about making the magic for the under-four-feet crew. It's taking pieces of Chris's and my childhood traditions and weaving them to make our own. On Black Friday, instead of buying more stuff, we cleaned out a closet and made a give-away pile. It was so satisfying, I'm thinking that will be something to continue.
The kids are excited about toys and Santa of course. But they are also excited about the songs and the stories and the parties and the family time. And I'm thankful to keep focusing on that.