Yet another Christmas gone by

I just can't believe another Christmas has come and gone. Life is going by so fast lately. We all had a good Christmas. It is so amazing how much more fun it is Christmas day when you have kids. Kids opening presents is the greatest. I enjoyed,and also look forward to the coming years of teaching my kids the meaning of Christmas. To teach them about our savior, his birth and his prefect life on earth.

Here are some of the pics from Christmas day!

California Girl...

I just had one of THE scariest experiences ever. Well maybe not ever but pretty close. So today is Chris' birthday but he ended up have to work 1-close so it was kind of a bummer. We didn't even get to celebrate. It didn't seem like Chris cared too much though. In my family growing up when it was your birthday you were the queen/king of the castle. You didn't have to do any chores, if your brother or sister was mean to you, you automatically say "it's my birthday," and they back off, you get to pick your favorite dinner, then my mama would make our favorite cake served with our favorite flavor of ice cream of course. Unfortunately Chris is not as enthusiastic about birthdays as my family and I are. He couldn't care less, it's just another day gone by. He even told me not to buy him any presents...what?...who doesn't want at least one little present for their birthday. I think he is bluffing so I bought him a magazine because he has been complaining about not having anything to read while in his office..and by office I mean bathroom. So I bought him a men's health magazine because they of course didn't have surfer, surfing or surf at the store and I also bought him one of his favorite desserts, eclairs that were way over priced at $7.99 but oh well it's his birthday right. Okay anyway let me get back to my horrifying experience that these yummy eclairs and men's health magazine kind of created for me.
I'll start from the beginning again. I wanted to go buy him the eclairs and magazine for when he got home for work. So I got the kids dressed in jackets and beanies, socks and shoes got the diaper bag with diapers and bottles, in case we break down of course, keys, wallet, jacket and cell phone okay I was ready to go. (a quick trip to the store doesn't ever end up being so quick) I get the kids in the car and open the garage and it is hailing...a lot. Okay I've already gotten in the car so I'm not going to let a little hail stop me. So I pull down my steep driveway and head to the store that is about a mile away. We make it fine, though now I am nervous to get the kids out of the car in fear that the hail will beam them in the eye but I do it anyways and run into the store with my hair covering my eyes from the wind. I finally get in the store. Ezekiel thought it was kind of cool. I stop by the bakery and pick up the eclairs and a free sample cookie for Z, then I head to the magazines in search for a surf magazine but no luck, so hence the men's health. Then I go to the checkout line and wait, debating whether or not to by one of those silver happy birthday balloons. I decide not to because I know Chris could not care less so I might as well save the three dollars. Finally I am ready to go. I stop and take a second to put Z's beanie and hood on and cover mimi's care seat with a blanket. Then I head toward the door and stop in horror. It looked like a blizzard..okay not quite but maybe close. The whole parking lot was covered in the slick icy snow. I got nervous. So I head towards the car and this time Z doesn't like the snow. I get Mimi in first, then Z. The back window is covered in snow and of course Chris forgot to put my scraper back in my car...so whats the next best thing? A diaper...it's the only thing I had. So I go back outside and wipe the back window off and then pull out... I slide. I knew I was in trouble. I had to go so slow and my tires kept sliding and not catching. I had to pull out onto the street, I was so scared. I kept going and I could hardly see in front of me because it was so dark and snowy. Everyone was driving so slow and I couldn't even see the lines on the street. I had to go down a 2 lane highway with cars coming towards me. I kept sliding. I finally turned into my neighborhood and could hardly make it up the hilly roads. I got to my house and tried to go up my steep driveway...no dice, couldn't make it. So I had to park at the bottom and take the kids out in the snow again. It was so windy and Mimi's blanket kept on blowing off. Finally we got in the house where it was safe. Never again will I chance it when it is "just hailing" So scary..and it's funny because if it was just me I wouldn't really care and I would probably be more laid back about it, but with the kids in the car it makes it horrifying. I don't want anything to happen to my little monkeys. Anyways hope I didn't bore you with my "scary" story.

The view from my front door.

Holy Guacamole..Somebody thinks I'm funny!

Today I realized that I would do just about anything to get a cute laugh or smile out of a kid. For some reason I like to do things to make kids think I am a weirdo. For example, a week or two ago I was watching my sisters four kids. I was playing solitaire on my new phone and had yet to win one game. I finally won while I was watching the kids! I was kind of excited but for some reason I wanted to see what their reaction would be if I screamed as loud as I could " I WON!" So I did. And it was hilarious..The only reaction Ezekiel had was a smile probably because he is so used to my weirdness..But the other kids got so startled and for a second looked at me like I was absolutely insane, then they all busted up laughing. It was so worth the scratchy throat for a few minutes afterwards. Then later that night when we were watching shrek, the part came on in the beginning where they play the all star song..you know the one that goes "hey now your an all star get your game on, go play"...Well I decided that I wanted to make sure they were having fun by trying to make them laugh. So I decided to head bang as hard as I could and play air guitar (and I play a mean air guitar). This time they just looked at me like I was crazy and smiled and I think just gave me a courtesy laugh. But then later I told them to show Chris what I did when the song came on and they all started headbanging.
It gets even more weird with babies. Today I said to Mia "you have chubby, chubby cheeks!" (in a cute little baby voice, of course) and she started trying to laugh. Now I am still trying to get my hormones in check from having a baby so when I see Mia smile or laugh it makes me want to cry with joy and happiness...seriously...So I had to say "you have chubby, chubby cheeks" a hundred times over and over because I love to see her smile. Finally Chris started mimicking me so I figured it was probably annoying to the people around me that I was saying the same thing over and over again, but I find myself doing this all the time. Mia is probably thinking "this lady is crazy".
And now that Ezekiel is older I will do anything and I mean anything to get him to laugh..anywhere from saying something silly, making weird faces, tickling him, making up my own cool dance moves in the kitchen, singing opera at the top of my lungs..anything. I think it is rubbing off on him because he is starting to act loud and crazy..oh no world get ready for a miniature male version of me. But it's kind of cool because I am somebodies best buddy and funniest comedian. He doesn't know that I really am not that funny, just weird, but lets just keep that between us, okay. :)

Tis the Season???

I can't believe it is already December 12th. Less then two weeks til Christmas. Everynight I get into bed and lie squinting my eyes shut so hard trying to fall asleep and to stop my mind from racing. Finally I give up and play a game of solitaire on my phone, trying to shield the light from the phone so it won't wake up Chris, in hopes that this will help me forget everything I am thinking about. My body is tired but my mind is wide awake. What am I thinking about that is so important that it's keeping me up?.... Christmas presents!...I have only bought one Christmas present! I think about all the shopping I need to do and how we have no time. I want to go shopping with Chris so we can pick things out together but he is always so busy. So everynight I practically get an anxiety attack thinking about all the things I need to get done before Christmas and it just seems as though the days are closing in on me. So tonight is the NIGHT! I don't care what Chris says I am buying all my Christmas presents TONIGHT! It is his day off and we got Gramma Omalza watching the kids and we are going to shop till we drop. I have my list of things I need, the things I want and things I wish I could get. Hopefully this will put my mind at ease. I hate thinking about the things I need to get done. It just makes me want to get up from bed at midnight in my plad jammies and slippers and run to walmart and do the shopping. But I know Chris wants to pick things out too. I think I am so used to being a kid and not having to worry about shopping and decorating and cooking and baking treats..man the holidays are hard when you grow up but isn't it so much fun!