It's been a good year. Fairly uneventful, which is just how I like it. Sure there were tough spots, but I think the good far outweighed the bad and that in itself is a blessing.
This past week has been much like our year. Lots of good with a little bit of stink thrown in once in a while.
The kids were out of their minds preChristmas, as you would imagine. I spent my time finishing up last minute shopping and taking them to museums and to see Santa. Yes, we already saw Santa at Cabela's but we have a favorite spot to see Santa in our city that has an amazing winter wonderland/Santa's workshop display. I went there as a little kid and not much has changed. I love it. It is a must every year.
Christmas Eve and Christmas was spent at the grandparents houses. A good time was had by all. We had some mysterious vomit show up here and there as a strange 12 hour puke bug made an appearance (to each of us at different times) at our house throughout our Christmases and beyond. However it all seemed to happen at night and everyone always woke up "healthy" and fine so we made it through fairly well.
The kids had one day to play with and enjoy all of their toys. They spent all of their time play camping in the basement with their new tents and sleeping bags or building complex LEGO sets in the library. I spent all of my time cleaning up the Christmas mess and putting the house back in order.
The next day we all went skiing. All of us. Grace even got fitted for her first ski boots (I think they were pretty big on her, but she didn't care).
After that first hour it started to get better. Joey and Tommy were going up and down the hill by themselves and Ben was getting it too. He started to learn how to turn and stop and even held on to the tow rope by himself. Just as it was starting to get to be a lot of fun I got a migraine. Go figure. Grace was ready to call it quits anyway so she and I went inside while the boys continued to ski. I took some medicine right away which helped it from getting too bad, but it was still a big bummer. It was the perfect skiing day. I would have liked to stay out there all day.
Overall, it was a good trip. There were some tough spots, as usual, but I'd do it all over again.
When we got back from our trip yesterday I got sad news from my mom that our dog died. Lucy was the first little baby Todd and I had. We got our sweet puppy when we were newlyweds. We picked her from the litter because she was the runt and was constantly being bitten and bullied by the other pups. Poor lil thing. She seriously was our baby. The first blanket I ever knitted actually went to her. She was so spoiled but she was a doll.
Then when we started having kids she decided she didn't like us all that much anymore. After we had Tommy Lucy decided she wanted to live with my mom and dad. Reluctantly, we agreed, since she was starting to get nippy at the kids. We still saw her all the time (obviously) and when she didn't have to live with the kids she actually liked them. When my dad's Alzheimer's forced him into a nursing home Lucy was like a Godsend. Not only did she keep my mom company but she had a way of bringing my dad out of his fog. Mom would bring Lucy with her to the nursing home every day and Lucy would sit so sweetly on dad's lap, even when dad would hold her too tightly or pet her too hard. She just knew. Clearly, Lucy was meant always meant to be my folks' dog.
ANYWAY... the week was good and bad. But mostly good.
Tonight we are ringing in the new year with the kiddos. Favorite appetizers and juice in wine glasses! It's always a good time.
I hope you all have a very fun and safe New Year's Eve! And I hope 2012 brings many more good times than bad.
Happy New Year!