Face Time with the Big Man

These Are Not The Droids You're Looking For.

Lately Ruby has taken to climbing into our bed in the middle of the night (as well as to throwing tantrums, but that's a topic for another post). The other night I tucked both girls in, and Cici of course started snoring like a horse at once, but a few minutes later I heard Ruby thumping around upstairs and went to check on her. I found in the grownups' bedroom, of course, and this is what followed.

DADAM: Ruby, what are you doing?

RUBY: You told me I could sleep in here.

DADAM: No, I did not!

RUBY: Dad, Dad - listen. [She takes my hand and looks me straight in the eye.] You told me I could sleep in here.

Turkey Kielbasa

There hasn't been too much to report on the past several days -- we're just trying to keep up with our busy day-to-day life and get lots of stuff done in time for Christmas. The most exciting thing that's happened lately was a terrifying incident last weekend where Cecilia choked on a piece of turkey kielbasa, turned a horrific shade of red/purple, and I made my first-ever attempt at the Heimlich maneuver. Thankfully it only took one good thump on the back (as I positioned myself to perform the aforementioned maneuver) and the hunk of turkey kielbasa plopped onto the table. The whole thing only lasted a few seconds, but it was enough to scare the bejeezus out of both mother and child. Not sure who cried harder afterwards -- Cecilia or me (it was me). Not sure we'll be eating turkey kielbasa again any time soon...

In other news, our (gorgeous!) tree is up and the house is more or less decorated, so we'll have pictures to post in the next day or two. Stay tuned...

Cecilia

Yesterday we took the girls to a little tree-lighting ceremony at a coffee shop in Minneapolis. Dadam was going to play the pipes and I brought the girls along because we knew Santa was also going to make an appearance. I told this to the girls in advance and Cecilia started working on a letter to Santa straight-away. She wrote quite the little card, and when I read what she had written I had to laugh at my beautiful daughter -- she hadn't asked for a single thing. No, my daughter wrote a letter to Santa asking if he could please say "Ho Ho Ho" loud enough for her (and her sister) to hear, because she's never heard him say it when he brings presents on Christmas Eve. What 6-year old writes a lengthy letter to Santa and never once asks for him to bring presents?!

Sometimes I just cannot believe how big and good her heart is.

Pink Eye

That's what Ruby has. In both eyes.

Ummm....YUCK.

She's being a real sport about it and doing a nice job with the eye drops, so hopefully it will be over in a matter of a few days. Seriously, though. This child gets EVERYTHING.

Happy Thanksgiving!

Straight from the horses's mouth, here is what Cecilia is thankful for today:

Cutie-head (our cat)
My sister Ruby
My parents
My home
My family
The food
That I'm healthy
...and I'm thankful that I'm able to go to a school.

Now Ruby's turn:

For my grandma because she gave me a job to clean my room (??)
My grandpa to play games with me
I'm thankful for my mommy
When my grandma comes for a visit

Gobble gobble!

"Pinch-Black."

This morning, Ruby described the darkened windows of the school across the street as "pinch-black."