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Gingy's New Home

Another super, crazy busy week is in the books, but we were able to end it with some holiday fun.  All of the 1st grade classes at Ava's school invited the parents to join them in making gingerbread houses on Friday afternoon.  It was a GREAT excuse to leave work early (no worries, I got in way more than 40 hours of work this week,) and spend some one-on-one time with Ava doing something fun and different. Most of the parents took the kids home once the gingerbread house building was done, but I had another plan...and I stuck to it.  I felt a tiny little bit bad about leaving Ava at school, but there were other kids there until the end of the day, so she had fun playing with them, and meeting new people.

She used the cone to catch the gumballs...it didn't end up being a tree like it was supposed to be!


Our finished project...not sure it really looks like a house, but we had fun, and that's all that matters!


So what did I do with that free time?  Well, I took those extra two hours and got my gift wrapping done!  That doesn't seem like a huge deal except that I really, really dislike wrapping gifts.  I dread it...the monotony of the task just puts me over the edge. If I wasn't so practical, I would hire someone to wrap all of the gifts every year! 

In any case, I came home, put on some Christmas music, drank some eggnog, and wrapped every last gift that we had.  Yahooo!  And I then met Ava at the bus stop, and went and picked up G from daycare.  It was a nice change of pace for an afternoon...much better than being stuck in meetings, or behind my laptop at work.

We were supposed to do a few more fun holiday things yesterday (meet up with cousins to see Santa, and then go to Christmas party last night,) but I picked up a nasty cold, so had to bail on both of them.  Instead, I was able to spend some much-needed time at home, and then we went out to dinner as a family, headed to Toys R Us (that was Ava's favorite part - she was SO excited) and then drove around looking at Christmas lights.  We hit up the old neighborhood last night for lights, and then next weekend, we will drive around Rosemount to see how people have decorated. 

Ava and I also found time to bake three loaves of Grandma Goers' delicious banana bread...can't wait to dig in and eat it up.  So good!!!

Look at that outfit (I didn't choose it!)



On the move!

 




Always a protective big sister...plus, she was hitting him on the head with the ball.


It's been really weird Minnesota winter weather...like all of the snow is gone, and it was WARM yesterday.  I'm not complaining, I'm really not.  We vividly recall how very cold and snowy last winter was, so all I can hope is that we have somewhat of a normal winter this year.  As we were heading home last night from Christmas light looking, it got really foggy, which we don't see happen too often.  Scott often likes to refer to the move "The Fog"...so once the fog came out, we headed home!

I noticed we had weird designs in our yard yesterday morning...our version of crop circles??


It's hard to believe that Christmas is just 11 days away.  I have just two more gifts to buy, and we are done with the holiday prep...all we have left to do is enjoy it!

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