Thursday, December 9, 2010

Santa and Owen, Then & Now

Everyone has their favorite spot for Santa photos and ours is at Nordstrom in Bellevue. As you can see, we've been there the last 4 years and plan to continue the tradition. I love how the background remains the same but my little baby keeps changing and growing. I love how he responds to Santa differently each year, and how this year, he finally feels comfortable enough to sit on Santa's lap and express a genuine smile.

Owen and Santa talk about his Wish List.

Tuesday, December 7, 2010

All I Need

In preparation for our visit to Santa tomorrow, I asked Owen what he was going to ask for this year. He replied, "Ummm....Candy. Cars. And a suitcase."

"Okay, what else? "

He threw his hands up in exasperation and declared, "That's all I need!"

Sunday, December 5, 2010

Naughty by Nature

O and I have been having some serious discussions lately about his behavior and whether or not Santa will be bringing him presents this year. He's having some difficulty listening to us and argues about every little thing...what to wear to school, which jammies to wear to bed, what plate to eat on, which shoe to put on first...I know the difference between asserting an opinion and just being argumentative and it's definitely the latter. He even argues with me about whether or not I love him.

Me: I love you Owen.

Owen: No you don't.

Me: Yes I do sweetheart.

Owen: NO YOU DON'T!!!!!

But wait...there's more....

Me: It's raining outside.

Owen: No it's not.

Me: Hey, you pushed me.

Owen: No I didn't.

Me: Please hang your coat up, it doesn't belong on the kitchen floor.

Owen: Yes it does.

Aaaand we could do this all night......

Big O has his own Elf named Georgie who watches over him and reports back to Santa each night. Kind of like Elf on a Shelf but we can't actually see Georgie. I knew he would never believe that a stuffed doll had enough clout to actually follow through with my threats, so it's better this way. Sometimes when things get really bad, I pull out my cell phone and "call" Georgie.

"'s Tammy... Owen's mom. Yes, I just wanted to let you know that Owen is not listening to me again...."

At this point, O is BEGGING for me to hang up the phone. It works like a charm. I have no idea what I will do once Christmas is over!

Friday, December 3, 2010

A story about hot chocolate

Last week I sent Scott out to the store to get us some hot chocolate. We had run out of our Ghiradelli mix and I was in the mood for a big cup of cocoa. He came back with a box of Swiss Miss packets. In his defense, I didn't actually specify which brand of hot chocolate I wanted, but assumed he would pick out something a little more...upscale. Anyway, I totally turned my nose up at him and scoffed, thinking to myself, "Hmmph! I can't believe he bought me Swiss Miss! My taste is much more refined than that!" I never did drink the hot chocolate. Not because I was protesting, but because I just never found time to sit down and enjoy it that evening.

Two nights ago, I was at my friend Jamie's house for a holiday party. She is known for her elaborate parties. She has great taste and always serves an impressive spread. I saw that she had prepared a thermos full of hot chocolate for us so I helped myself to a big cup. I can't pass up a moth to a flame. And it was delicious. Creamy, rich, but not too chocolatey. Just perfect. I must have drank 5 cups that night. This morning, I had a craving for Jamie's perfect hot chocolate, so I sent her a text asking what brand it was. I was prepared to drive all over town looking for this special cocoa.

She sent me a text back: "ha ha! Swiss Miss powder!"

Wednesday, December 1, 2010

Christmas Spirit, continued...

People ask me all the time, "How can you have all those decorations out with a 3 year old boy running around??" Well... I can honestly say it's never been a problem. I know... considering how crazy and destructive he is with everything else, I would have never guessed, but O is super careful around everything and he always has been. I don't follow him around or scold him every second either, if that's what you're wondering :) I just tell him that he can look and touch gently but that they are not toys, and amazingly enough, he understands!

This year, I thought it would be really special for Owen to have his own small tree in his room. I knew I wanted to find something different...perhaps a vintage feather tree or a tinsel tree. I looked and looked for weeks and couldn't find anything. Finally, I gave up and bought him a cheesy 4 foot tree from Michaels. That evening, we went to the Bellevue Botanical Gardens for their Christmas d'lights show and I stopped in their gift shop to browse. I came across a new (but vintage looking) tinsel tree that was exactly what I had been searching for!

I've been saving a box of Scott's old ornaments from childhood and I knew this little tree would be the perfect backdrop for displaying those cherished items, as well as the ornaments I've been collecting for O each year. He was so excited..."A Christmas tree?? For ME??!!"

I love these old wooden ornaments.

How cute is this??!

A fishing pole!

This one was made by our friend Dana at MommyBrain

This is O's 2010 ornament from Mama :)

And these little piggies hanging out under the tree are from PoPo (Owen was born in the year of the Pig, just in case you were curious)

The other day, I was dropping off some clothes at the local thrift shop when I decided to look around. In their holiday section, they had a group of Christmas villages for sale. None of them matching but similar looking. They were all $2-3 a piece and I thought it would be cute to get a few and display them on the shelf in O's room where his dinosaurs normally reside. I also found a miniature horse and carriage as well as a tiny Santa that was perfect for the tiny village. For $25, I came away with all of this:

I think I'm done now...until next year :)