Lord, Help Us!

I am SO not ready for them to give up naptime! The little monsters darlings just turned two!

Winter. I'm Officially Over It.

So this is a picture of one of the drifts in our backyard. We've got piles of snow like this all over our yard, easily 4 feet deep in some places, courtesy of the lovely SD wind and snow. Doesn't make it very easy to play outside with your children when the drifts are twice as tall as they are!

The other day we (finally!) hit a stretch of warmer temperatures with not much wind, so we headed outside to play. The boys were both a little skeptical, and pretty much bawled through the entire getting-ready portion. Chris suggested that maybe, just maybe, Maguire was crying because he had to wear Ellie's hand-me-down powder blue snowpants, but I beg to differ.

Little dude rocked those baby blue pants.

Once we got outside, they had a blast.

We made snowballs...

And taught the boys the finer points of catching snowflakes on your tongue....

This is the view of our front yard and street. Since we took this picture we've had no less than 4-6 more inches of snowfall. There's our lonely giant Christmas card still buried in the yard. Maybe by May, the snow will melt enough for us to take it down.

The kiddos were having so much fun playing outside that we decided to go sledding at THE hill in Huron. Really, there is one hill in this town. It's pitiful. When we go over a highway overpass these days, our children all scream with delight "Wheeee! It's a hill." Seriously. Pitiful.

The boys were much braver than I expected they'd be, and took turns piling on the sled with Chris or Ellie. Maguire took a flying faceplant off the sled one time, but he jumped right back up to get on again.

There they are, waaaaaay down at the bottom of the hill (on the far right).

Poor Chris, I think he hauled kids up and down that hill for an hour. My feelings were only the teeniest bit hurt when they all wanted to ride with Daddy every time.

But I'm pretty sure I got over it.

Christmas Post....WARNING: Picture Overload

We started off Christmas vacation in MN with (surprise, surprise!) a craft at Grammie's! Check out these angels we created -- can you guess who made each one?

Here's Ellie & Doug all dressed up for Christmas Eve church.

After church on Christmas Eve, we had a big Eiesland gathering out at Uncle Tom & Aunt Julie's. But before the eating and presents started, we wanted to remember my Dad & my aunt Nancy, who died of cancer last year. So we broke out the sparklers and used them to write messages to
Dad & Nancy. It was pretty cool. A good way to pause and remember them, to acknowledge their absence, and to grieve together as a family. And to play with fire, which my dad would have been so happy about. Seriously. For a fireman he was a bit of a pyromaniac.

I promise under normal circumstances I don't allow my children to play with fire.

Even Grandma Alice got in on the sparkler messages.

Then it was inside for mass chaos gift opening and lots and lots of eating.

And lots of cars.

Christmas Day we headed over to Chris' brother's house for the Studer Christmas celebration. For some reason we have almost no pictures of Ellie that day, but the boys were happy to make the rounds of lap-sitting and being photographed.

All the Studer grandkids.

And the whole Studer clan (minus our niece Bri's fiance, James).

The rest of our time was spent watching the Weather Channel and trying to figure out when we'd be able to return to SD. It snowed a lot.

We built a snowman and Ellie got a kick out of having the snowman wear Papa's big fur hat.

And then we ate some more. I am being totally serious when I say the majority of our event planning revolves around making sure we have time to eat all of our traditional Christmas foods. Including Mickey's Pizza. Yum.

So that was our Christmas, in an extremely large and picture-filled nutshell. Hopefully by springtime I will get around to blogging about Alex & Maguire's 2nd birthday party.

ABC's

Check out Maguire's version of the ABC's. Apologies for the giant string of drool that escapes his mouth midway through the song -- recent behavior and excessive drooling all around (well, not Chris and I) lead me to believe the 2 year molars are just around the corner. Anyway, enjoy.

Show Yourselves!

So apparently, January 12th is National De-Lurking Day (a lurker is a person who reads a blog but does not actually comment). I saw this on another blog I read regularly and it made me laugh...and then it made me think....how many lurkers do WE have?

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Dance Party 2010: Cabin Fever Edition

The weather has been ridiculously cold and snowy for what seems like years. Okay, so it's really only been since Christmas. We've got 3-4 foot high drifts in the yard from the last snowstorm, the temperature hasn't cracked the zero mark in about a week, and we are getting desperate. Hence the Taylor Swift dance party. It had better start getting warmer soon, or we are in some serious trouble. I'm just glad I was the one holding the camera.

thankful, part I

Soooo.... I figured that since Christmas is nearly upon us, I should maybe finish writing the Thanksgiving post that has been in my Draft Box since the end of November. Because I am all about being punctual like that. Above is a picture of the giant Christmas card now adorning our front yard. More on that later.

Grammie, Uncle Nate, and Aunt Alissa joined us in Huron for the Thanksgiving weekend, and we couldn't call it a visit from Grammie without some sort of craft project, could we? Here's Grammie & Ellie hard at work on the Oreo turkeys. Well, I guess mostly Grammie is working hard while Ellie eats cookies and supervises.




Aunt Liss and the boys watch in amazement at Grammie & Ellie's craftiness.

I must say, we really outdid ourselves with Thanksgiving dinner. We timed the meal to happen during the boys' naptime, so it was delightful to eat an entire meal without getting a fork thrown at me or hearing any little voices begging for more yogurt bites. Lovely.

After dinner we had our yearly neighborhood stroll while Chris put up the Christmas lights outside.

The boys, relaxing in front of the fire with Nate & Lissa.

Okay, more about the giant Christmas card. Our neighborhood is one of 41 streets in the city of Huron participating in "Christmas Lanes." There are all kinds of decorated streets, with names like "Moo-ry Christmas Lane," "Candy Cane Lane," and "Christmas Village Drive." Our street is Christmas Card Lane, which basically means we had to create a giant Christmas card (ideally with your family's name on it) to display from Thanksgiving until New Years Eve. Well, thank the good Lord the two craftiest people in our family (and I do not mean Chris and myself) were at our house over Thanksgiving weekend. I found a card for inspiration, and Nate and Alissa took it from there. Chris also took one for the team and did a LOT of painting. I think it turned out fantastic, and desperately hope we win a prize for Best Holiday Spirit. And I may be joking about my desire to win, but I am totally not making up the award thing. They are Serious with a capital S in this town about Christmas -- there is a panel of judges who drive around the Christmas Lanes and at the end of the season, they give out awards for Most Festive Lane, Best House, etc.

Wowsers.

Another highlight of the weekend was the Parade of Lights. At first, we were a little skeptical about a Parade of Lights in a smaller town, but it was great!

Here was our best attempt at a picture of Grammie with all three kids. Impossible.

It would be silly of me to not talk a little bit about our first holiday without my Dad. Some parts of the weekend were more difficult than I thought they would be, and some were easier. We had some really good talks around the fire after the children went to bed, about life and grief and how nothing is ever what you expect it will be. There were tears, but there was also much laughter and comfort in being together.

This year has been hard, there's no way to gloss it over. In the last 12 months, we've gone through a layoff, a (thank goodness, successful!) job search, a home sale and new home purchase, a move, and the loss of a parent. But we are choosing thankfulness.

There have been some tough times in 2009 but we still have so much to be thankful for. I don't say that lightly. While our time together at Thanksgiving was obviously colored by our loss, we decided to see the joy in the happy moments, and allow ourselves the room to be sad when we felt sad. My dad wouldn't want us to all sit around and be sad the whole time. Maybe for a little bit, though.... :) On his grave marker is the phrase "Joy in the journey," and to focus only on our loss during this season would be to miss out on all the moments of joy that do come from being together. So again, we choose thankfulness.

"Thanksgiving is turning the heart to look back to see all the long way His arms have carried. Lord, today to pause and hold a memory, even one that hurts... because remembering is looking back to see You holding me." --Ann Voskamp