I know I have to chronicle our Christmas, but today was kinda the perfect day and I couldn't wait to share it. I love living on our little island. Even more, I love having a husband and daughter that are oh-so-perfect for me. But combining the two is a recipe for certain fun. Bike riding, goofing off at a historical fort while learing about the Civil War, playing at the park, and relaxing at a beach-side restaurant. All these things in and of themselves would have made today a good day, but sharing them with my two favorite people made it an exceptionally perfect day. Everyday is a vacation with these two. I kinda love them.
We started off our day by playing dress-up (I was Rayla and Lily was Aleena. We were fairy sky queens. We ate fairy cakes and drank fairy tea. I bet you didn't know I was that cool, didja?). Lily insisted that we keep the tiaras on for our bike ride.
Exploring all the fun, maze-like tunnels of the fort.
I know, right? He looks good coming *and* going.
Seriously? Can anyone wonder why I adore them so?
Our perfect day ended with all of us snuggled up on the couch watching Barbie Swan Lake, where we all fell asleep until I woke an hour later and put everyone to bed. These are the days I will treasure in the years to come. We didn't spend much money and we didn't go anywhere especially exciting, but it was perfect nonetheless. Here's to many more.
I just wanted to take a break in the holiday festivities to wish you all a Merry Christmas. Thank you so much to those who supported me this past year. I couldn't have gotten through it without you. I have been somewhat reclusive and introverted for much of my life, but having so many new and wonderful people come into my life over the past few years has been an amazing blessing. I am especially thankful for Ernie's family. I can't describe how lucky I am to have them in my life or how amazing they all are. Anyhow, Merry Christmas to you all. May your holiday season be merry and festive.
I have a lot to catch up on, but I really want to dedicate this post to a very special day for Lily. This is the first year she has really gotten into the whole Santa Claus business. Her first visit with Santa (which was actually her second Christmas) was disastrous (see here). For her second attempt, she refused to get closer than twenty feet to the guy. And last year, while she did sit on his lap (as long as Mommy was right next to her), she was completely mute and nervously clinging to my hand the entire time. But this year? This year, she is absolutely enamored with the man in red. She wants to read poems about him, draw pictures of him, go talk to him. She's gone a bit mad for him, actually. So when she found out that Santa was coming to her daddy's Christmas Party, she was ecstatic. For two weeks she woke up every morning and asked if it was time for the Christmas party. Then, to start off an already thrilling day, on the morning of the party she got this special video message from the big guy himself:
I really wish I'd thought to get a video of her watching this. It was the most adorable thing ever. She was in awe that Santa would take the time to send her a video. She was answering back to all his questions and waiting impatiently for the final outcome of the naughty and nice test.
After her video, she was even *more* excited for the evening's festivities, if you can believe it. She wanted everything to be perfect. She wanted her hair done just so and requested a special Christmas manicure with snowflakes and glitter on her nails (unfortunately for her, Mommy is not that creative so alternating green and red nails were the best I could deliver). She looked so sweet and I wish I could turn back time and take a proper picture of her in her Christmas party attire, but I completely dropped the ball and forgot. Maybe I'll get her dressed up again on Christmas and take a picture.
But I digress.
When Santa came to her party (Ernie's company set up a special "kid's only" Christmas party separate from the boring adult party), she was so excited. She hoped on his lap without any prodding whatsoever.
Then she proceeded to have an extended chat with him. Not about what she wanted for Christmas. No, that would be far too ordinary for our princess. She told him about what kind of cookies she was going to leave him and about the carrots she picked out for his reindeer.
Then, of course, she told him how much she loved her video and did he really watch her all year long, and that she was very sorry for pouring out Mommy's nail polish remover into the desk drawer, but she cleaned up her whole room all by herself to still be on the nice list so could he please not leave coal in her stocking. On and on she went until I had to remind her that there were other kids waiting to talk to Santa. When we left the party, she was fairly vibrating with excess excitement and talking non-stop about her visit with Santa.
I've always loved the Christmas season, but never so much as I do when experiencing it with my lovely daughter. This has been one of the best Christmases in my memory. Here is a quick peek at the rest of our Christmas festivities (let's count this as my catch-up, shall we?):
