Christmas Vacation Update

Hi! I’m still here! I haven’t posted since before Christmas, which I know sucks, and I really have no good excuse except to say that I’ve been watching the backs of the boys’ heads while they play nonstop video games and letting Kaitlyn play way too much Nintendo DS doing lots of intellectually enriching activities with the kids, and that has kept me pretty busy.

As an overall holiday, Christmas was pretty good this year. We went to my parents’ house for Christmas Eve, which we do most years. My brother, his girlfriend, and her son were there, plus my stepbrother and stepsister, plus Dad and Jean, so it was crowded, but we had a lot of fun. We have a buffet dinner and the kids open presents, and when it gets too crazy we shoo the kids down to the finished basement to watch TV. A neighbor stopped by to drop off a gift and snapped a quick photo of everybody.

Everybody!

Thanks to the PR firm repping Bob Evans, I contributed a “Farmhouse Feast“  to our dinner. I have to give a shout-out to the manager of the Bob Evans restaurant on West Saginaw Highway in Lansing. I had ordered the Farmhouse Feast ahead of time and thought they said pick it up at 4:00, but they had actually said 3:00. When I walked in through the take out order door, the restaurant itself was closed and they had already put all the food away. The manager was so nice, she said if I could wait they would get everything back out and box it up for me. And then she kept apologizing to ME for making me wait, even though it was my fault for being late, and “for my trouble” she added an extra pie to the order. We gave her a $10 tip.

We had been planning to drive to Canton to my Grandma’s house on Christmas Day, but on Christmas Eve day we discovered that one of the already bald tires on the car was wobbling, making the steering wheel vibrate and everything. Yikes.  So the five of us piled into my parents’ Buick Enclave for the drive.  I could not believe that car held seven people totally comfortably.

My Grandma Culver is 84 years old and cooked the entire Christmas dinner herself. And it was so good.  We had ham and green bean casserole and her famous jello/cream cheese/pineapple salad, and because she is Greek (she’s my step-Grandma actually) she made a basic Greek salad that we all loved. Kaitlyn kept picking the tomatoes out of my salad and eating them herself.

As for the Christmas presents this year – well. Guess what I did? Nathan and I went shopping on Black Friday and I bought Ryan Fallout:New Vegas for the Xbox.  And then put it…somewhere. I have searched all of my usual gift hiding places, when it didn’t turn up in any of those, I started looking in non-usual places, like in the cabinet under my bathroom sink and the top shelf of the linen closet.

People, that game is GONE. It has been swallowed up by this house.  I felt so bad I used Amazon gift cards to buy him another copy, which I will put directly into his hands when the package arrives.  When I hide something, I hide it GOOD.

My Stepmom bought me Britney Spears Midnight Fantasy perfume. I’m not sure what Britney Spears’ Midnight Fantasies are exactly, but the perfume smells like fruit. Like…blueberry gum.

She bought Kaitlyn a Fur Real Kitty, have you seen these things? It’s a big stuffed cat with a battery pack, and it not only purrs, it responds to pats on the head by rolling over on it’s back so you can pet it’s tummy. And it lifts a paw and wipes it’s face! We were all taking turns with it on our laps :P

Me and Kaitlyn

The top gift of 2010, the hit toy of the year by far, is the Zoobles that my Stepmom bought Kaitlyn. Zoobles are little plastic creatures that start out rolled up in a ball, and there’s a magnetized spot on the bottom. When you touch the Zooble to it’s “Happitat” (yes, really), it pops up to reveal a bird or fish or cat or, well, some of them it’s hard to tell WHAT they are supposed to be. Kaitlyn took them to Grandma Culver’s to play with before dinner, and everyone started playing with them. My Aunt, my Uncle, the boys, Chris. Zoobles are fun for all ages :P

Zoobles

So yeah, that was Christmas 2010.  More photos are on my Flickr, send me a friend request if you’re on it too and we aren’t already friends there.

Coming up next – I’ll tell you about how I bought a significant piece of my childhood for practically nothing on eBay!

If you call me, please be a parent

a big thank you to Lisa who provided the post title in an IM chat last night after I told her this story and she said I HAD to blog it!

For a little backstory, on Thursday afternoon I knocked our only a few months old Plantronic phone off of the sideboard and the handset somehow broke inside, because no matter what my husband and I tried, we could not get the phone to turn on again.  We keep an old “real” phone, the kind where the handset is actually attached to the base with a curly cord, for such emergencies, so Chris plugged that in for me.

Yesterday after an early lunch, I had just given Kaitlyn a bath and dried her off when the phone rang. Because I couldn’t walk around with the phone in my hand, I had to stand there talking on the phone before I had a chance to get Kaitlyn dressed. Fortunately it was a warm 72 degrees in the house. So there I am, on the phone with Ken from Oh! Toys, talking about an upcoming product review I’m doing for him on MomReviews, when Kaitlyn runs up to me and yells,

“Mama! I’m Nakey! Can I stay Nakey for a little while? Please?”

Oh, yeah. I said into the phone “I am so sorry about that, Ken”. And fortunately for me he said “I’ve got two kids. I remember those days”.

I thanked him and we continued on with our conversation. I kept looking down the hallway at Kaitlyn, who was still Nakey, feeling very frustrated that I was tethered to the phone. I could have asked Ken to call me back on my cell phone, but something is wrong with it and everyone who calls me says it sounds like I’ve got cotton stuffed into the microphone. Which I don’t, so it’s kind of weird.  I hear Kaitlyn come running down the hallway, she darts into the bathroom, and then Ken and I are treated to her yelling,

“Mama! I went pee pee on the potty! I’m potty training! All by myself!”

This time I decided what the heck, Ken was finding out first hand just what it’s like to work with a work-at-home-Mom, I’m not even going to pretend to be embarrassed.  So instead I just said to him something along the lines of how much easier it was to potty train kids if they don’t have clothes to deal with.

There’s almost never a time during the day when I can participate in a phone call uninterrupted. So just want to warn you, if you call my house wanting to talk about business, you might hear something in the Too Much Information category coming from my three year old daughter.