Christmas Eve... Always The Same

Become Fair Regulars

Kids In Costumes

(from October 26th)

 Moms have been getting the kids together for four years now, maybe five. And this year we had a few new additions to the crowd. Seems like the gender war has been evened out some. Congrats Oscar.

A unicorn up to no good.

A decent group shot

Now just the happy boys.

Soap On A Stick

Bubbles and Easter go together like spaghetti sauce and pineapple, in that they don't, but we like it anyways.

I didn't think soapy water could consume so much fun each year

Traditions For The Ageless

Our Christmas Eve traditions went off without a hitch. Yuula loved her Santa pjs, as did Laura and I, who bought each other almost identical sleep pants. Great minds...

Yuula seemed smitten with her ballerina shoes to hang on the tree. She doesn't understand the tradition yet but I'm thinking it does not matter at this point. Sparkly pink things are exciting enough without deeper meaning.

A platter full of carefully chosen cookies (those we had ample to spare) a glass of milk, a carrot for the reindeer and a highly anticipated letter to the man himself. The stage was set and all was left to do was pass the hell out. 

For Yuula, anyhow...

Holiday Excess

You know I had to make waffles for Christmas Eve breakfast. And top it off with a little stop-motion animated Rudolph. It was Yuula's first time seeing what will undoubtedly become a family staple each Christmas Eve.



I think she liked it.



She didn't blink for 43 minutes.



Laura is off to do a quick stint at the clink and I'm gonna see what I can do about whipping up a nice dinner tonight. Could be interesting. That and maybe neaten up a little for company tomorrow, not to mention the company coming tonight ;) That's a wink.

We Went With No Nose

Carving night. Rescheduled from Tuesday. I don't know what happened Tuesday. I think we went to bed early I dunno. Not the point...



The Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown was on. Good timing. We took our places on the floor, as is tradition. This is like our 4th or 5th pumpkin, so I think it can officially be called tradition.





Yuula did not seem disturbed by seeing her father wielding a sharp knife and gouging away at a defenseless gourd. That is until she saw what was inside.



I bet it tastes better than the jar of pumpkin baby food she's gonna be eating next year. Then, in a total surprise, Yuula decided that, like football, pumpkin carving was boring, so she went to sleep.



She kinda looks like a pumpkin huh?



Carving done. Kinda looks like a mix between Cookie Monster & Meatwad. We'll call him Cookiewad. Delicious.



Add him to the collection.

Paper Cotton Question Mark

Weddings anniversaries: there's rules. Themes. One year is paper. We got tickets to see Rent. Tickets made of paper. We enjoyed the show and the day on the streets. The two year mark is stamped with cotton. We spent most of that one in white robes eating Chinese food made of cotton. The robes were made of cotton, not to wontons. This day will mark our third anniversary (Congratulations!) and the theme is peculiar. Leather. Immediate thoughts of harnesses and straps come to mind, but we ain't that kind of celebrators. So right now it's up in the air. We've got some important errands to run today and I guess we're hoping to come across something that fits the theme. If not, we'll try again next year with a little fruit & flowers. That one's too easy.