And to the world a child was born

Merry Christmas, everyone.

Annual Ditchdirt Lights Party

One of my FAVORITE Christmas traditions is heading to the Stephenses for cookies, tamales, and nog before we walk over to the 37th street lights. Here's the traditional group shot:

And the just-as-traditional silly shot:

My favorite pose is Matthew's. And all the open-mouthed screams. I wish this one came with audio.

The TRUTH about Christmas Cards

We tried. We put them in cute outfits and headed down to the pond one evening. We took tons of pictures (307, to be exact...Frank just put the camera is sports mode and fired it like a machine gun). Do you know how hard it is to get a good picture of a three year old and a six month old together? Maggie wrote a funny post about it (click HERE to read it), which inspired me to create a page of our outtakes. You can see the REAL Webster children by clicking here: Christmas Outtakes.

We did end up with a few cute ones, too. Once Shutterfly delivers them, you might get a card in the mail. Rough arrival estimate? Sometime before Valentine's Day. Since they're wearing green, maybe I'll hold off until Saint Patty's Day.

Merry Christmas, friends.

Things Inside her Head

Our conversation from the other day:

Sophie: What's that thing called? A rattastrater?
Momma: Hmmm? A cash register?
Sophie: No. What's that word? A strater makes pictures.
Me: Oh. ILLUSTRATOR. (The morning's episode of Super Why introduced authors and illustrators.) A person who draws things is an illustrator. You're really good at drawing! When you're big, do you want to be an illustrator?
Sophie: No, Momma! (Hands on hips.) When I'm big I'm going to be a grown up.
Me: Well, sure. But you could also draw pictures for stories and be an illustrator. Or draw whatever's inside your head and be an artist. What's inside your head right now?
Sophie: A skeleton.
Me: See? You could draw a skeleton.
Sophie: No. That's what's in my head. And a brain. But I can open up my head and squeeze my brain and then out pops a piece of paper. Is that a good idea?

Fanksgiving Songfest

I love how Sophie says "fank the Loward" for giving us the "fings" we need. Hope you all had a Fantastic Fanksgiving.

Song #2: Happy Burpsgiving

And finally...a song that Momma made up to help Sophie with some things she sometimes struggles with at school. (Sometimes she wets her pants. Sometimes she won't eat her lunch. Sometimes she refused to take a nap.) So here's how it goes:

You gotta put your pee pee in the potty, Eat your lunch to help your body, Take a nap so you can rest, and That's how to make your day the best!