Writing now, almost a week into the New Year and long after blogland has moved on from Christmas photos to New Years resolutions to regularly scheduled content, I've had some time to reflect on the season. But I have spent that time lamenting my (our) inability to incorporate our gifts into our home and to fold all of our laundry backlog. Where are my home maintenance elves?
But the laundry will (continue to) wait and, even though the media has alerted me that blogs are dead, I'm not giving up yet. Under Construction will be 10 years old in February which seems an inauspicious time to quit. (I think the Typepad incarnation is closer to 9 years old. Which, dang, a lot of monthly fees to Typepad!).
Happy New Year.
I am mentally declaring this The Holiday The Kids Got Along and Were Awesome.
If that's the title for the season, the subtitle is: "When the eldest is "in the know" and willing to deal with the dang Elf on the Shelf and wrap all the gifts while the youngest is still agog at the wonders of Santa and wishes to meet Rudolph"
Runner up titles for our season:
The holiday Oscar wore elf pajamas All. The. Time. (and it was so cute he even wore them to a party)
The holiday I went to the movie theater twice. And saw Star Wars both times. And once was the Drive In with the kids and blankets and popcorn. And Irish Cream. (I am so pleased with Star Wars 7! A return to the originals!)
The holiday of gift construction. I will totally blog about the awesome gift Mr. H built for Biscuit but he also built my sister's family new stairs! Lots of wood was used this season.
We all had a full two weeks off which was glorious. After the rush to host a party and finish gift construction we hit the drive in on December 23 and coasted into a lovely Christmas with family followed by an almost more wonderful space between Christmas and New Year which included overnights at both grandparent homes for the kids and a night away for me and Mr. H. We rung in the New Year in San Francisco drinking wine (adults only) playing The Man Game (kid and adults) which is equally ridiculous and hilarious.
And now that I brought it up. Biscuit had to explain what was meant by the phrase "Yo dawgs, I gotta bounce." Her answer? "Yo peeps, I gotta leave" We gave her full credit. I am noting this is somehow less funny typed than it was in person.
So, on that note, I'll conclude the first blog post of 2016 and resolve to do better with the next one. Biscuit's gift was seriously awesome.
Oh, how about a mantle photo. It's busy but I kinda loved the cardboard shingles over my more autumnal decor. :) I would link to the Autumnal print but apparently didn't blog it. Hmm.