Wednesday, December 22, 2010

Christmas week

It has felt like 'Christmas week' for the last 5 weeks, but this week has been especially fun. The week before Christmas included the following:
- Sunday dinner at the Martins and getting together with freshman year roomies (with amazing chocolate cake that Martha Birk made)
- Lunch with Mike Maughan at Zupas...we hadn't had a good chat in years
- Ryan and Mel got in town on Monday. It was fun to have our whole family together.
- We woke up Tuesday to everything covered in snow and so Ryan, Nanna, and Thatcher and I went outside and made a pretty impressive snowman. Thatcher was ecstatic. I think that making the snowman put Ryan permanently on Thatcher's favorite people list. I love the picture with Ryan throwing a snowball and Thatcher hugging the snowman.





- Baby Krew was born on Tuesday but I had a cold so a real visit never happened by me (Ty was able to see him on Christmas day)
- Thatcher's imagination cracks me up. All week he was making pretend snowmen with whatever balls or balloons he could find.

One of his 'potty prizes' was a hand-me-down Mickey Mouse light saber and Thatcher decided that Mickey needed some arms...tree arms. This is how he made it happen.

Thatcher also begged to wear his Santa Costume every day. Kelly and Josh both wore this Santa costume and it was fun to watch the tradition continue. The first morning he put it on he woke up Nana with a "ho ho ho Merry Christmas". He would carry around his sleigh too and even took a nap with it once. One day he put on his snow boots and told Kelly he wanted a white beard. She came up with this which I thought was super clever. She is the best Aunt.

Here are some goofy pictures of my little ham. He will do anything he can to make me or anyone else laugh.



-Tuesday night we had a gingerbread contest which was a lot of fun. Thatcher and Kelly were one team. Thatcher contributed by eating all the candy and then when he got bored, Keith stepped in as an honorary team member.




Josh and Ry with his nasty Santa beard (that Thatcher and James were both quite fond of) were another team even though they needed a a little help from Mel.



Mel and I made up the last team. And made the best gingerbread house of course.

We had a fun night hanging out with each other and as usual, James entertained us all with his unparalleled cuteness.



-We went to see Santa at the mall on Wednesday. Thatcher was so excited and definitely let Santa know that he wanted a Buzz movie. While eating lunch in the food court, Thatcher went to the bathroom at the restroom there (the first successful public restroom experience we had...exciting, I know).

- Dad came into to town ("on an airplane..that's so cool" was what I heard all day) on Thursday and we went straight to the Martin family Christmas party. Santa came first thing and Thatcher was a sweetheart. He sat like a statue (except for his wandering hand on the thigh of the little girl sitting next to him) as Santa read two different stories, then he waited patiently while every other kid (and there were a lot of them) got called to sit on Santa's lap. Thatcher was the second to last kid who got to sit on Santa's lap and he was ecstatic. He told Santa what he wanted and then Santa handed him a present. Thatcher was convinced it was his 'Buzz movie' which made me sad, but he was very sweet when he opened up a Christmas book (especially considering another kid got 'Toy Story 3' ). Thatcher read his book a few times before dinner and then read it the entire way home that night. He told me and Ty, "I love this book" which made us both happy that he was grateful for what he got even though it wasn't what he thought it would be.





- We read the Polar Express so many times that Thatcher started to memorize certain parts of it and would 'read' it to me. Then on Christmas eve, Thatcher got to go on the Polar Express with his Dad, Seth, Redding, and Carson. They drank hot chocolate and ate cookies, saw reindeer and Santa, and had a great time going on a real train



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