I want to wish everyone a very Merry Christmas. I can't help but reflect on how much we have been blessed this year. It has been one of the quietest ones ever, Evan has been so healthy and not had any major procedures. We have all the material possessions we need plus a lot of excess. We have a nice house to live in and my husband has a nice steady job that pays well. I hope that next year is just as good (despite the stressful move that I know is coming). This blog has also been a blessing in my life. I have "met" so many great people through it. I hope that you all have a merry Christmas and a very happy new year full of good things.
Evan has been quite the crack up lately. The other night he wanted to take his rather large bull dozer toy to bed with him. It was too big, so I told him that it was going to be sleeping downstairs. I suggested that he park it next to the toy bin where it's "bed" was. He then grabbed a nearby blanket and tucked in the bull dozer. The next day he played nap time with the bulldozer, my husband and I had the hardest time not laughing it was so funny.
Evan is also getting into one of my favorite kid's books. It is called The Monster At The End Of This Book and it had parts where Grover yells in frustration that someone is turning the pages and getting him closer to the end of the book where the scary monster is. Evan will beg me to read it and if I can't read it he will go through it and start yelling loudly at the appropriate placed.
Harry and Evan are starting to get excited for Christmas. They are picking up stuff about Santa (it is rather unavoidable) even though we are trying to stress the religious aspect of the holiday by very much minimizing Santa's role in Christmas. If you ask them what Sanat says you get a very jolly "Ho ho ho" out of them. Evan got a card with Santa and a reindeer in a car on it and he calls the car a "Ho Ho car" although the ho hos tend to run together making it sounds a bit different and rather adult.
Evan has been hearing a lot about baby Jesus because it is his birthday coming up (well in reality it is just when we choose to celebrate it). He was thumbing through a book that I recently bought in Utah that has stories about some of the miracles that Jesus performed. Evan started calling Jesus "Baby Jesus" even though I told him several times that the book was about adult Jesus. Baby Jesus seems to be where it is at these days.