We have been very busy, sick and travelling so there has been no time for any updates. We are now home and well, for the moment. I think about posts, and when I am thinking I have tons to say, but then when I sit down I can't think of a thing, ugh!
We'll start with what Grace has been up to. Two weeks ago we took her to build a bear for her first building experience. She got a gift card at one of the showers for her and we had been saving the trip until she would have some idea of what was going on. She chose the bunny and calls it doggy. She loved the whole experience and was ticked when her brothers were trying to do things for her. We just bought bunny/doggy a little skirt because all of Grace's babies are naked and we assumed this animal would be too. Glad we decided to forgo clothes because bunny/doggy wore the skirt to the car and has never worn it since. She does love the bunny though and carts it everywhere, with her baby in the other hand.
We went to my parents house for Thanksgiving, she survived the six hours in the car fine, and she ignored the movies when we showed them! That night we went to church at the church I grew up in. I was prepared for many meltdowns between the five kids. We had driven all day, the had to sit through church and then there was a pie social so they were hopped up on sugar. They were all charming angels! We were quite the stars of the night, everyone wanted to meet Grace. She is an outgoing child and will walk up to people and "talk" to them, if someone she knows is right there. So she would walk around a flirt with all our old family friends. My favorite comment of the night was, you all travelled half-way around the world and still managed to bring back one that looks like all of you. I said well God planned for her to be with us, so I guess that makes sense. The boys were fabulous the whole evening, they usually are, but I was worried that things were aligned just right for it all to go bad. B's Godfather took all of them up the church's balcony to fly paper airplanes into the Sanctuary. He's the youth Pastor so if it was okay with him, then it was okay with me.
Thanksgiving was a nice low key day. I dressed the kids nicely for dinner so we could take pictures, and I didn't take a single one. It's quite odd for me and I'm still upset that I have no shots of Grace at her first Thanksgiving. She didn't eat a bite of dinner, she had just woken up, on the wrong side of the bed, and just didn't want to be at the table. I let her go because I wanted everyone else to have a nice meal. I guess maybe next year will be her first Thanksgiving dinner (with a photo).
Now we are trying to get ready for Christmas. We went to get our tree, and since we live in the NW, it rained. Grace got muddy, as did her brothers, but we all went out and hunted down the tree, and ended up soaking.
I am having big holiday issues this year, and maybe I'm not the only one. I have built Christmas up in my head and I so badly want it to be the biggest most special day, it is Grace's First Christmas and I want a perfect picture, tree, lovey gifts and just a fabulous day. Scott and I were talking about this and he can't understand why I'm such a freak about this, I wasn't this bad for the boys first Holidays. I told him when the boys had their first Christmas' they were lumps who didn't care, she is two and she knows what' going on. I just want everything to be perfectly magical for her. I am working hard on letting it all go, all that matters is that this is Grace's first Christmas, and whatever we do will be special because it will be her first time doing it. It will all seem magical to her. So we so have a lovely tree, it's not perfect, but it is our family tree. We did take 100 pictures yesterday trying to gt one with five smiling kids who are looking at the camera. IT won't be a perfect shot, but the kids are cute. Her dress may not be exactly what I was dreaming of, but she looks amazing in it. And, I know she will love the lights and the music and the gifts. SO we will have the perfect Christmas in her eyes. (now I just have to keep telling myself that)