December

December was ushered in quietly with our first gentle snow. We woke on the first to a blanket of glistening white powder. It left the roads clear so

that Sunday morning drive to church was beautiful and safe.

Riley hung his deer in the living room and his mom told Kate to decorate it. Riley beat her to it and lamented not also having a neck wrap for the mount. For his birthday, I gifted a handmade scarf and he was as delighted as I assumed he would be. 

The wild child went to live with Erin after proving (he!) was extremely resilient. Erin has wanted to add a member to her family but worried Ada would terrorize an addition. As I watched Boo harass both Diesel and Oliver, I knew he could hold his own. Two days into the arrangement, Erin text, "Boo was born to be a second child." And then once we confirmed he was a boy, he was renamed Ezra; also known as the pesky little brother Ada didn't want.

I have kitten teeth marks in my glasses. It's fine. I miss the little stinker.

Apparently 15 is the age of the man cold onset. I was bewildered at first because his father is not at all typical in this area. But the boy followed me around the house for days whining and complaining about symptoms to the point my head was ready to explode. My repeated response, "I promise you will survive this" was ignored. Lord give me strength.

Kate visited with Obi. He is a sweetie too.

We took Austin to see The Best Christmas Pageant Ever and we all enjoyed it. Austin humming along to Silent Night was my favorite moment.

She often requests one-on-one time. It's the best.

The days between Christmas and New Years at work were so painfully slow, I took my knitting to occupy my hands while training another new employee. That woman laid claims to the first completed scarf and another coworker placed dibs on the second. The projects brought some joy to otherwise mundane days. 

I surprised myself in the middle of the month when I decided to set up Lauren's old pre lit Christmas tree. I told Ty we would abandon the idea entirely if the lights didn't work. He was in full agreement. He emerged from the attic with the star topper and we collectively decided we didn't want it further decorated. The early morning and evening light was charming. I'm not disappointed by the spontaneous decision.

They are brave. I have on good authority neither of their babies are on the good list but they decided to give it a shot, none the less.

Our Christmas Light Scavenger Hunt wasn't accomplished in our traditional method this year as we were unable to connect virtually with the Hills and Edwards due to so many conflicting schedules. But Ty, Austin, Diesel and I took off with our list and made the most of an evening together. I denied a second cup of cocoa because I wanted his mom to let me have him again. Ty and Austin are both fairly competitive and just wanted to be finished fast. I sought to savor the experience. Long story short, we completed the list in 42 minutes. 

We could have knocked everything off the list at this one house. The property owners encourage viewing while walking around their yard. I was shocked by the number of interactive displays. Santa was singing to Austin in this tiny portion. 

This year, Ryan's birthday crept up on me and caught me off guard. My emotions were heightened and I kept mentally checking out, unsure what was wearing me down. And finally, after heading out early from the Bible study I wasn't absorbing, it occurred to me; this was the week of Ryan's birth. As if every store, ad and street wasn't screaming the season's arrival. My mind was busy doing other things but my body recalled, as it does every year. And so I canceled the float that would have me isolated for a couple hours with my brain swirling and then also canceled the secondary plans of walking a park with friends and finally even bailed on Erin who offered some snuggles with the kitten I miss. Instead I soaked briefly in a hot bath and then let Ty pick a movie while we assembled an office chair. (The Fast and The Furious, Lord help me.) And so Ryan's birthday was remembered. He would be 21 this year and that fact alone is shocking. 

The drive to the Baughman family Christmas was colorful with Kate and Riley in the backseat. We were warned. But the meal was pleasant and all the kids appreciated the heads-up to Grandma's changes. Uncle Brad provided a warning of decline just before we met. I love that she has softened with age and actually smiled in a photo with her grandchildren. This is a first. Family is tricky and this one has perplexed me from the beginning. Thirty years in, we have all unofficially agreed to a superficial relationship and it appears to be working. Erin, the one no longer willing to make an effort, was not present. I am proud of them all for doing what works for them, even though a couple of them ordered cocktails at the end of the table to make it through the awkwardness.

Austin brought Buddy, his elf in a Rubbermaid container because his choices created a need for more behavior monitoring. He got a little rowdy in the restaurant and was escorted to the restroom for a firm conversation with his mom. Upon returning to the table, he loudly demanded to know why Lauren wasn't taking "Noah to the bathroom for stirring the pot."  Noah looked terrified. It was hilarious. Both Austin and Noah were on their best behavior after that.

We celebrated Christmas as a family on Christmas Eve with our traditional steak and crab meal before church. Afterwards, sweet treats and the annual hot cocoa bar kept everyone snacking. The kids, as usual, laughed their way through the sibling gag gift exchange and then appreciated the date night gift bags Greg and I supplied each couple. I'm so glad I saw the need years ago to make Christmas Eve our family day so we can almost always have our whole gang together. By contrast, Christmas Day was a super quiet affair, complete with a walk and short nap. Greg and I were the only ones at the table for a turkey dinner I erroneously believed we needed, "just in case the kids stop by."

Erin brought everyone a Friendship bracelet and the most ridiculous hats. The bracelets were all created for us individually but the hats were luck of the draw. We all laughed a lot that day.

I added a painting project to our evening. We all started a painting without sharing what we were working on and then five minutes later, we passed our painting to the person on our left. The rotating continued until our original project was back in front of us. We all had a blast. 

Austin painted while we were at church because we worried he may get upset if his artwork was ruined by other's interpretation.

This man. He has always "drawn" elaborate scenes that take forever and then calmly explains the project is covered in a snow storm. Welcome to my childhood.

We snagged a few pictures of our favorites. Mom and Dad spent the night and had breakfast with us before heading home to spend Christmas Day with Theresa. 

Aunt Theresa's gift was well loved. He insisted on a photo with it. The results; hilarious.

My babies. 

My reading lists for November and December, alongside knitting, kept me calm this holiday season. I guess we all escape in our own way. 

• Home Again
• True Colors
• Here One Moment*
• The Best Christmas Pageant Ever 
• The Rosie Effect 
• The Friday Night Knitting Club

My writing class lead to a personal project I have quietly been undertaking so I decided to spruce up an office space for inspiration moving forward. I love the warmer tone on the walls and having a space that is mine for creative purposes.

P.S. The color looks much better on the walls than the dog. Sigh.