Santa is coming. Did you know that he's coming? Despite my best laid plans, Christmas is entirely sneaking up on me. I blame Hobby Lobby for putting up Christmas decor in July and lulling me into a false sense of security. I also blame those three days leading up to Christmas with nothing in them except for family time and travel plans. Somehow, I thought that I could actually do things during that time. Oops. I know it will all get done, but I'm suffering some sleepless nights until then.
On a positive note, Scout is positively booming with business. I have gotten to be a part of so many Christmas parties and family gatherings, and it is such a blessing!
What about these precious little cupcakes doesn't make you happy?
A little happy Christmas note regarding Amazon: I shop on Amazon a whole lot. A ridiculous whole lot. Why go to a store when it can be on my doorstep in 48 hours at a lower price? Imagine my disappointment when a package delivered by UPS went missing, only to be discovered ripped open and discarded the next morning. Some less-than-nice individual stole a car charger for a LeapPad off my porch. I decided to check in with Amazon in case they had a program in place for this sort of thing, and they just mailed me a new one. No questions asked. It was just done. Just a little extra love from a company who clearly hasn't forgotten customer service.
On Saturday morning, we headed out as a family to get my roots done, finish up some Christmas shopping, and eat lunch with my parents and grandmother. Among a million other activities, we managed to get everything done.
After three years, I finally got a picture of Cullen with Omi. Right before this picture, an entire glass of ice water got dumped onto Cullen, so he had to change out of his super cute rugby tee into this also-cute-but-terribly fitting tee. Alas.
Clearly, I wasn't too bothered by the over-sized shirt, because I didn't make him change before dinner with friends. Cullen is such a great little guy, and I love that our friends are sweet enough to let him tag along for our dinners.
When did this kid get so big?
And, of course, a couple of cute Cullen-isms to hold you over until our next post:
We don't have a fireplace. A while back, James and I discussed what we would tell Cullen when he asked how Santa got in. We never arrived at a real answer. Cullen pointed out the no fireplace bit over the weekend. While I was sweating and coming up with lies ideas for how Santa comes in, he asked me if Santa just used a key. And there it was. Santa uses the spare key if you don't have a chimney.
Yesterday morning, Cullen and I saw a Life Flight helicopter on our way into town. I explained to Cullen that the helicopter was giving a ride to someone who was sick and that we should pray for the sick person, their family, and the doctors treating that person. Cullen's response? "Mommy, airplanes go in the sky with the helicopters. When they run into each other, they go BOOM!" We'll works on prayers again another day.
Have a beautiful and Merry Christmas, y'all! Until next time!
xoxo ashley
I can't stop chuckling at the picture of Cullen. Something about his too-big tshirt, sippy cup, and sly big boy grin kills me. Love this kid!
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