
Every year we go up beyond Leavenworth the day after Thanksgiving and get our Christmas tree. Here is a picture up in the mountains where we found our Christmas tree this year. (pretend the power lines aren't in the picture...) It was a beautiful day--there was snow, but it was sunny and not too cold. The kids played on sleds and made snow sculptures until they were freezing (which actually was a long time--funny how having fun makes you forget about discomfort!) Caleb's mom brought along the traditional picnic, complete with card table, tablecloth, plastic champagne glasses for the ginger ale, and Thanksgiving leftovers.

Caleb wanted a picture of his beloved Trooper, so here it is. :)

After returning to Grandma's house, the kids all had hot chocolate. Henry and Fern had so much fun with their cousins. It's so nice to have them living in WA now so the kids can see each other more often.

This is how I've always wanted my kids to be with the Christmas village. They love to lay down and look at the buildings and the dancing couples in the ballroom. We set it up under the fireplace hearth and it is a perfect cozy (and safe...) spot for it to be.
The kids are really excited about Christmas. Fern hasn't quite got the surprise element of the season yet...we were out the other day and I found a couple of presents for Caleb. We wrapped them up and when Caleb came home Henry excitedly told him we got him presents. Caleb said "I wonder what it could be" and promptly Fern runs over and says "It's a hat!". Needless to say, we have been keeping anything else out of sight. Caleb has been coaching her on how to respond to "what did you give me?" and she says "I can't tell you". We'll see if that sticks!
We let them each choose something to give to each other and then they got to wrap them up. (I think Fern's gift to Henry has a 1/2 roll of tape on it and perhaps 3-4 times the amount of wrapping paper required, but she is so proud of it.)
We have been preparing Henry for the disappointment of not receiving a real penguin from Santa (which is the only he wants). When asked what he wants for Christmas, he replies, "I just want a penguin. A real one." I think we need to re-read "My Penguin Osbert"... (It is a story about a boy who DOES receive a real penguin for Christmas, only to discover that he doesn't like taking ice baths and eating raw herring for breakfast, and how eventually he lets him go to the zoo.)
As a side note, Caleb has been laid off again and is recalculating trajectory...(as he says), but December is a nice time to have no work.