john's mom apparently has an unknown superpower - the ability to disappear off the internet at a moment's notice. here's a little of what that little rapscallion has been doing since last we spoke.
when i was a kid, i had a very uneasy relationship with lettuce. i didn't mind vegetables in general, but me and lettuce were not friends. i'd pick the good stuff out of a salad and leave the leaves aside. i specifically remember sitting at the dinner table, having been told i had to finish my salad, and telling my mom that the lettuce was "sticking it's tongue out" at me and i couldn't bear to eat it. i did eventually outgrow my distaste for lettuce, though i'm still relatively picky about it and tend toward romaine and spinach and away from iceberg.
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not my child.
the other day, i was snacking on a leftover lebanese salad - very basic. lettuce, some feta cheese, some tasty garlic dressing. i stepped into my bedroom for a moment to put on slippers, and came out to find john eating my salad. as in, sticking the fork in the bowl, taking huge hunks of lettuce, and devouring them with relish. i asked him if he liked it, and he said, "it's delicious!"
so. guess he likes lettuce.
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my husband and i figured out that this was the ninth year we've decorated a tree together, which was kind of crazy to stop and think about. it was extra fun with john to help, this year, and he did great hanging ornaments up. our tree is very much a "family" tree - no theme, no designer decor, just a hodgepodge of ornaments we've collected over the years. most every one has a story. there's a disproportionate number of canoes. it really reflects our family, and it's so nice to reminisce as we hang the ornaments -- even more so with a child to share some extra joy.
i've been fighting to find holiday cheer this year - i'm not a scrooge, per se, since i'm not in a BAD mood or anti-christmas or anything. but since i work in a retail environment, i've been feeling over-christmas-ified since early november, and that's made it hard to feel christmasy at home. fortunately, this past weekend, we went and got a christmas tree and set it up, and that whole tradition with my little family made me feel so much better about the holiday. it's officially christmas time at john's house!
when we had set the tree up but not yet lit or decorated it, john kept insisting that we needed a star. we've never had a star on top of our tree before, so i thought we'd have to go hunt for one. apparently, though, john's daddy has precognition because he bought one on sale after christmas last year and we didn't have to go buy one after all! so now john has his "chris-a-mis" tree with it's "chris-a-mis" star so that santa claus can come to his house.
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| left: the finished product all lit up and sparkly. middle: a closeup of our "family" tree right: lights on so you can see the ornaments |
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my husband and i figured out that this was the ninth year we've decorated a tree together, which was kind of crazy to stop and think about. it was extra fun with john to help, this year, and he did great hanging ornaments up. our tree is very much a "family" tree - no theme, no designer decor, just a hodgepodge of ornaments we've collected over the years. most every one has a story. there's a disproportionate number of canoes. it really reflects our family, and it's so nice to reminisce as we hang the ornaments -- even more so with a child to share some extra joy.
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this morning, john had a tea party. in our house, we don't see that as a threat to his masculinity. i think it's freaking adorable. and frankly, if a boy's gonna have a tea party, he might as well have some turn-of-the-century antique silver to play with, right?
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