Is January 12th too late for a Christmas recap post?
Is January 12th also too late for your christmas tree to be still up?
Is January 12th an okay date for sharing my most-amazing-awesomest-new-fangled-thingamajig?
Okay good…then let’s consider that to be the point of this post….my most-amazing-awesomest-new-fangled-thingamajig….NOT christmas…mmkay?
So for a recent holiday that will remain unnamed, we Bower’s decided that we would not be buying unnamedholiday gifts for one another. No. Instead we would save all our pennies for a certain dreamy house and any potential future changes that would need to happen. And since Christmas…umm…I mean, that holiday in December is really supposed to be about Jesus’ birthday and sharing joy & peace with one another, we did try our darndest to make the biggest effort to making memories and creating traditions for our family (vs. worrying over presents and fighting the holiday crowds). That’s not to say that we didn’t get anything…no. Actually I have you to thank.
You didn’t know it but you gave me a gift. Funny, you didn’t even realize your generousity, huh?
Wanna see what you got me?
It was this:
and the 50mm f/1.4 lens and this appropriately named Camera battery:
You see, I’ve been saving my blogging bucks. Since the start of this blog I’ve earned a little money here and there…with ads and with partnerships like the True Value Blogsquad and with services. It was slow-going…because blogging takes a little money (for photo storage and hosting services and the url and all that)….but finally, right before Christmas we decided that it was time to invest in a new camera.
Actually it was Jeremy’s idea. You see, he knows me. The real me. The me that is a dreaming wishing kind of girl. The girl that is too frugal to say that she really would love a new camera, much less actually purchase one. The girl that is too scared to say that she secretly would love to be a photographer. That girl. So when he said that we should probably get a new camera, I told him that it was just too overwhelming to think about. And so he did all the thinking. He did the research. He did the price-checking and the discount shopping. He did it all. That part made it a very sweet gift. Especially since all he got for christmas was this:
Yeah. A waffle maker. Sure…it’s a pretty nice one…but it’s no Canon 5D Mark II. With a new lens. and an extra battery.
Usually I hop up and do a little bootie dance slash cheerleading routine when I get a fancy new gift…this one? Well for some crazy reason, it brought me to tears. I knew it was coming. It wasn’t a surprise. But I think that it was so emotional for me because it’s a little bit of a realization that I can still have some dreams. Even though I am a mom, I don’t have to give up. Even though I don’t have any real credentials, I can still dare to wish that I could one day have a portfolio and have people ask me to take photos of their beautiful new babies or happy families or growing belly bumps. It’s represents hope…and for stay-at-home moms, that thread of hope is the most beautiful thing. It gets you through days of dirty diapers and the endless meals and the sleepless nights. Are you one of those moms? Do you have a dream? I feel very Martin Luther King Jr right now. But just like the great civil rights leader, I have one…and I have hope…and I know I am clinging to it like a bird on a wire…like a fat kid to a donut…like a squirrel to a birdfeeder….like a super-sticky thing to another super-sticky thing.
Okay…so that’s not all we did for unsaid holiday celebrations…no no no. Wanna hear more? No? Too bad.
Actually we went to Chattanooga for five days prior to the holiday. We got to visit Jeremy’s folks…that’s his pops (aka Pastor Dad) and stepmom (Nurse Vicki) in the holiday hats and his mom getting the claw from Will.
My favorite part of the five day stay was visiting Rock City. They put thousands and thousands of lights up and you get to walk through (although it is no match for the view!).
The night we went was faaah reezing. I literally felt my bones get goose bumps.
Will was pretty good the entire time…he had a bunch of new toys to play with so it did help keep him occupied. Plus, everyone (like Jer’s Grandma below) wanted to hold him so he was spooooiled rotten with all the attention.
He did have his moments though.
this is his impression of his mom fussin’ at daddy over nothing:
He had no interest in opening presents whatsoever. We thought he would have fun with the wrapping paper…but no. He was all like “I’m just not that into you”.
It’s not you, it’s me…
And he didn’t really know how to play with the new stuff (most of our toys at home are so simple). I was surprised because I expected him to explore a bit with them…but he generally didn’t pay much attention to the fancy stuff. Don’t worry though…it was just a matter of time…now he’s a pro and loves pressing all the buttons and pushing each one around.
So after five days in the redneck state of Tennessee, we finally came home to make it to the Christmas Eve service at our church.
This is where things kinda went downhill. That night I was feeling a little sick…nothing crazy…just a little congestion. When I woke up Christmas morning I felt downright ill. Can I just tell you know that I am the world’s biggest baby when I am sick? I’m more dramatic than a season finale of The Bachelor.
So on Christmas morning, I blew my nose, choked up a chunk and threw on a headband, hoping for the best. We got kinda last minute news that my family would come over to join us for our waffle breakfast, so I tried to pull it together. Seriously…they weren’t there for me…they were there to see this guy:
Will didn’t show much more interest in opening presents with the other side of the family.
Thankfully we had this little guy (my nephew Cole) to help show him how it’s done 🙂
The biggest surprise came later that day…when it snowed. A white christmas in Georgia! What a way to make Will’s first christmas memorable! High five God!
I tried to get him outside right away…
he didn’t care much about the snow either. Seriously…the only this kid gets excited about is boobs. Such a boy. And as you can see, I wasn’t especially careful about his winter-wear. That’s when he got sick. I facebooked about it…he was so snotty. and didn’t sleep. And then crazy demon child when the doctor put him on a steroid.
After christmas was over and done I did my share of sitting on the floor with a box of Kleenex and doing absolutely nothing.
In other Bower news, Will decided that over the course of the holiday break, he would develop supersonic speed crawling. And that he could climb up on anything. And that he could choose to disobey. I know that some of you out there are gonna be like “that kid can’t understand No yet!” but let me assure you…he does. He tests it. He will put his hand on the thing you just said not to…and then pauses, looks at you and gives you a half smile. Then after you say no and remove said hand…he gives you the dirtiest look ever and then does another half smile, looks back and forth from the object to your eyes…and then the cycle continues. It actually makes it hard for me not to laugh. I stink at the discipline thing. I’ll give you two guesses to see who is gonna play good cop in our household 🙂
So what did we miss?
Oh…what we got the little man…
Actually, we didn’t spend much at all…we got him a new carseat with Jeremy’s skymiles, a new dvd player for resturaunts (free with a trial banking offer that we promptly canceled after 29 days), a few handpuppets from Ikea ($10 total), a battery operated iHome player for his room (only $20 in discount aisle at TJMaxx), and some foam bath letters and numbers ($3). We also got him another animal book ($3 at TJ’s). The rest of the toys came from friends and family…and we were overwhelmed with the number of things he got (he even got doubles of several items!).
Next year I am going to try to do that whole 3 part christmas – 1 thing to read, 1 thing to wear, and 1 toy. Well…I might make him some other things too…but only buy three things. I might change my mind though when we actually get to December. Who knows. It seems like a world away.
So how was your christmas? Any awesome gifts? Any cameras? Any hand puppets?
I spent most of the week that I was sick practicing with mine…
I love it. It helps that I had a captive subject.
Jeremy asked me if I could tell the difference. uh yeah! It’s like totally different. I told him that it was like comparing a regular DVD to a Blu-Ray. Boys understand that kinda comparison.
Except this boy…
Like I said before…he doesn’t care about anything but boobs.
Which leads me to my next question – how did a post about Jesus’ birthday turn into a post about breasts? Maybe I’m still sick. sick and crazy. I better go take something for this….while you tell me all about your most-amazing-awesomest-new-fangled-thingamajig…