December 24, 2008

Christmas Eve

We are all gathered now under the roof of my folks'. My bro made it in last week, my sister and her husband earlier in the week, and my family and I last night.

Morrigan is heavy with child, due in just five more weeks. The boys spend their time touching her tummy to feel the baby move as much as possible. The slightest movement can be seen now as a ripple across her tummy as The Great Flambino is almost out of room.

Bones has bronchitis, and is on enough drugs to have granted the drug manufacturers a very happy holiday. Steroids, antibiotics, breathing treatments, he no longer has the sunken in eyes of Monday when he woke up with a barky cough and couldn't catch his breath.

Fire and children who cannot breathe scare the ever living hell out of me.

I can deal with most anything else.

We took the kids to see Santa today. I did leave it for the last minute on purpose. I thought my eldest was a good sport to see Santa with us, but thought if we could do it out of town, he'd not be seen by his friends.

And so in line stood all these sweetly dressed children with the little girls with bows and ribbons in their hair, darling little green and red dresses and the boys wearing red corduroy pants with little matchy sweaters... and they all looked adorable.

And then we had my three kids, two of whom no longer believe, but love to pretend, and Bones who is recuperating and left the house without brushing his hair and my being preoccupied didn't catch it and my eldest in a black Avenged Sevenfold shirt and really... we looked like the white trash gypsy caravan.

And I have the picture to prove it.

On a side note for any new parents who might stumble across this blog... if you have a child from the age of 9 months to 3 years... they are going to be afraid of the Man in Red.

It's a done frickin' deal.

So here's a clue to you... as you dress your sweet baby/toddler to the Nines, you should dress too... leaving the velour Juicy sweat suit at home, so that you can sit on The Big Man's lap and have the picture actually taken.

Is it ideal? No.

I have more pictures than I can count of my lightly sitting on Santa's lap while I hold a toddler on my knee FURTHEST from Santa... using me as a barrier and EVERYONE was happy.

Picture taken. Kid smiling. Santa relieved... I am sure.

Just a hint...

I am off now for Christmas Eve dinner. Bones is beside himself and I am too... as this may be the last Christmas that we have a child who whole heartedly believes in all of it... while the rest of us truly believe in the spirit.

There is a slight difference, although to be honest, my oldest boys believe in the spirit so much... it truly is so very slight.

Sleep tight, my friends, and may you awaken to a most Merry Christmas.

I know I will.

Posted by Boudicca at December 24, 2008 08:11 PM | TrackBack
Comments

Merry Christmas to the house of TGOO!

Posted by: That 1 Guy at December 24, 2008 10:00 PM

I wish y'all joy. This is Joyce's and my first Christmas with no kids (which has advantages but ... well, we do miss the magic). I've posted a memory from Christmas Past that I'm just vain enough to think hints at what I miss.

Posted by: Bob at December 24, 2008 11:09 PM

Merry Christmas to you and your family from the House by the Parkway, where there are no gators within about 800 miles of the place.

Posted by: Jim - PRS at December 24, 2008 11:15 PM

To the Bou family,
Have the merriest Christmas of all.

Posted by: Jerry at December 24, 2008 11:35 PM

Merry Christmas to you and your family, Bou. Thanks for sharing so much of yourself, and them, with all of us. It's truly a pleasure and I wish for you[se] all the very best in health and happiness this holiday season (and always).

Posted by: Erica at December 25, 2008 12:49 AM

Merry Christmas and love to you and the fam.

I love that even at 11, Caitlin still believes. I suppose this could be her last year as well.

Personally, I'm looking forward to shopping for a lil wee one next year for Christmas. :-)

Posted by: Sissy at December 25, 2008 06:15 AM

... a very Merry Christmas to you and yours, Bou!.....

Posted by: Eric at December 25, 2008 07:31 AM

Christmas blessings to you and yours...

Posted by: Mrs. Who at December 25, 2008 08:40 AM

Merry Ho Ho to you and yours especially Mo and her soon to be born child. Tell her she has to send me a picture.

Posted by: Denny at December 25, 2008 10:36 AM

happy Christmas, my friend

Posted by: wRitErsbLock at December 25, 2008 11:03 AM

Merry Christmas to the House of Bou! Hope you're all having a wonderful day!

Posted by: Teresa at December 25, 2008 01:57 PM

Merry Christmas Bou, to you and your family :) x

Posted by: Amanda at December 25, 2008 06:06 PM

Hope the day was merry and bright!

Posted by: Kris, in New England at December 25, 2008 08:04 PM

It's the spirit of Christmas all right! That's why all I ever get are stinkin prayer mats and Korans. Why can't I get a necktie like other infidel Dads?

Posted by: JihadGene at December 25, 2008 10:16 PM