Happy 2016 + 6 days! How was everyone’s Christmas/New Years celebrations? Full of good tidings and merriment and prosperity? And the such? Did you make resolutions? Tell me, tell me! I haven’t really made any official resolutions, though unofficially I’d like my favorite skinny jeans and I to be on speaking terms again. ::she says as she lays in bed eating homemade dinner rolls while unsuccessfully attempting to tuck her second chin in:: I also say this all the time, but I’d really like to find time to blog more. That said, hopefully your resolutions include finding time to read more nonsense stories written by yours truly. Then it’s a win-win for everyone!
Stepping back a few weeks, our holiday break was really really lovely. As cliché as it sounds, having a kid really does make everything so much more fun and magical around the holidays… even though our kid doesn’t know the difference between Christmas and his left foot yet, it’s still so exciting to start introducing him to all the festivities. We spent the week before Christmas with our families in Minnesota. Which was ss…s…sooo….mmm…mmmuch…ff.f.ff..ffun. (<— that’s my attempt at typing shivers, did it work? or…) No seriously, it was great. Cold, yes. But also so much fun! A vast improvement on last year’s MN Christmas when Crosby was in the dirty depths of his acid reflux/colic/not sleeping for longer than 45 mins at a time. I have PTSD from last Christmas. ::shudder:: In our typical MN-trip fashion, we crammed 165 million activities into the 9 days that we were there and it still somehow didn’t seem to be enough time to do all the things/see all the peeps/eat all the foods. That last part is a lie… we actually did eat all the foods. But you know what they say…. when in casseRome! (Get it? Casserole…. Rome…. casseRome….??….???…… nevermind.) Anyways, thanks to our families and friends for making our trip “home” so wonderful! Now if you’ll all kindly send me $50 to buy stretchy pants, that’d be great.
We got back to Portland a few days before official Christmas, which was actually kind of nice because we still had so much fun junk to look forward to. Plus, this was going to be our first time celebrating Christmas on Christmas in our own home. Don’t get me wrong, I love being with our larger families for the holidays but there was something so charming about being able to hang out at home on Christmas Eve and wake up and open presents with our kid under our own Christmas tree on Christmas morning. I mean, that’s the American dream, isn’t it? And we’re nothing if not patriotic.
We continued our little family’s tradition of opening a new pair of Christmas pj’s on Christmas Eve and watching a boatload of Christmas movies. We also started a new tradition of making Christmas Eve lobster macaroni + cheese. HOLLA! (sorry.) And broccoli, because growing toddler. On Christmas morning, Crosby awoke us with
enchanting angelic hymns jet-lagged screams at 4:45am. I repeat, 4:45am!!!?! Ho ho how? Why? Thank sweet little baby Jesus in the manger that Santa brought me a Nespresso for Christmas. Because almond milk lattes are the true meaning of Christmas. With a one-year-old.
And what Christmas is complete without the Christmas Vacation moose mugs!? “It’s good. It’s good.” PS I LIVED in these pajamas for approximately two weeks. They are so comfy, cozy. Highly recommend.
Ok so! Onto New Year’s Eve! We planned a little shindig at our place with a few friends, buuut… we had to unexpectedly cancel it a few hours before everyone showed up because Crosby woke up from his nap that afternoon with a big ol fever. Poor little dude. And then poor me, who caught his bug a couple of days later. Question: Parents of the world, is there any way to avoid getting whatever sickness your kid has? If anyone has any pointers, please send them to me via UPS with a side of throat lozenges. Thanks a mill. We’re finally both on the mend after a doozy of a few days. And I’m officially declaring us DONE with being sick for the rest of 2016. Do you hear me, Carson Daly?! NO MORE SICKNESSES FOR THE THOMPSONS. It’s hard enough we have to deal with your bullshit on the Voice night after night. (am I right or am I right?)
Welp, that about does it for us at Camp Kleenex. I hope you’re all having a magical and snot-free start to your 2016.
And hey, thanks for reading.