The Slow Burn to Christmas

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The big day continues to loom on the horizon, so the run-up celebrations continue. School activities, light seeing, skydiving, and even some ballon animals awaited us this week.

We had a little extra time on Tuesday night, so we made our annual trip back to the old neighborhood to check out the Christmas light spectacular they hold at their local firehouse.

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For some reason no one wanted to sit on my lap. 🙁

Christy wasn’t as impressed as she was last year, but we’ll cover that down the page a bit.

The week chugged along until Friday night. The boys’ school was having their annual Christmas dinner, so we got all gussied up and headed out for some fun.

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He will learn how to smile. Someday. I like it this way anyway.


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They spent much of their time planted firmly in front of the TV.


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So I went to check out their artwork.


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Max made his contribution as well.

We did eventually get them away from the TV for a minute, but it did take a little coaxing.

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Kind of hard to turn down this guy.


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Owen was a bit more hesitant about it, but eventually gave in.

Later in the evening, there was a bit of a prank involving some silly string. Max has never encountered this stuff before, so he was pretty excited about the whole thing.

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He spent the rest of the evening playing with it.

Saturday arrived, and we spent it as we usually do.

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Yay, lazy days!

We did peel them off the couch before too long, as we had some errands to run. On the way home from our weekly trip to the grocery store, we decided to stop for a quick lunch. Owen’s eating habits have been a little difficult lately. It’s not that he’s picky, he just has his own pace at the table. A glacial pace. This means Max finishes early, so we have to find ways to keep things from getting out of hand sometimes.

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So…tortilla chip fangs. Why not?

Of course, this caused a fight with his brother, who felt left out. So…

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Close enough.

After a very late nap time, we rushed the boys out the door and off to the town square. We’d been hearing about a special event for a while and Max has been pretty keen on it.

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Mimi and Pappaw were kind enough to join us.


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Mimi was happy to encourage the boys to be silly for some photo ops.


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She also bribed them with coins, as is the habit of grandmothers.


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Then, it began. Something arrived in the sky.


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This is where I start to wish I’d brought my telephoto lens.


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Everyone (but me, obviously) was transfixed on the sky.


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A few moments later, the guest of honor arrived.


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Yep. Skydiving Santa.

That guy is really busy this time of year. Once he’d touched down safely, the boys immediately turned their attention to the snow slide nearby. We tried to get in line, but realized that it had grown into an impassable two hour wait. There was also a little train making rounds, so we decided that would be a better (read: shorter) use of our time waiting in line.

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Mimi continued to bribe them with gifts.


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They blinked all different colors, so the boys were having fun waving them all over the place.


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Like that.

Eventually we made it to the front of the line, and climbed aboard for a brief trip around the square.

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I took about eight hundred pictures in the bumpy train. Not many of them turned out.


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The boys enjoyed it thoroughly. Glad it was worth the wait for them.

On Sunday, I decided to offer Christy a repayment for allowing me to sleep in on Saturday. A couple weeks back, we’d allowed the boys to spend the night at Mimi’s place. The morning they were gone, we went out for breakfast to a place that apparently had a regular balloon animal guy. We mentioned this to Max, and he’s been demanding that we take him ever since. I took this as an opportunity to fulfill his wish. We were there a bit early, so balloon guy hadn’t arrived yet. But as we were finishing our pancakes, we saw a little girl walk into the dining area with a giant balloon hat.

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So off we went to find him.

Max had originally wanted “A Scooby Doo as big as me!” His mind was changed when he saw what was being made for another little boy in the restaurant.

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He’s never even heard of a Ninja Turtle. I’ve failed as a father.


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Owen was perfectly happy with a reindeer.

Since we can’t seem to have a day of rest around here, we took off after lunch to go to not one, but two birthday parties. Max and Owen had to split up due to scheduling conflicts, and I decided to roll with Owen. We have no photos of Max due to some kind of no-parents-in-the-gymnastics-area policy that was in effect at the party he went to. Somehow we will survive.

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Owen was happy to provide more than enough material.


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I don’t think he missed a shot out of the twenty or so he took.


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This pretty much sums up his attitude and behavior during the time at the party.

We were all called to sit around a big red circle and went through some dance moves. Owen wanted to sit in my lap, but I eventually coaxed him into doing his thing on his own for a moment.

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He gets pretty into this stuff.


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He also gets into yelling at alligators who take monkeys out of trees.


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…and bubbles. Always with the bubbles.

We finished it all off with some pizza and cake, then headed back home to try and relax before the final week before Christmas Crazytime begins. If you want to check out the rest of the photos from the week, feel free to click here. Otherwise, you can check out a couple of videos before you head off to other Internet pastures.


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The boys enjoyed the show, Christy wanted more traditional fare.


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It took him a few minutes to warm up, but after that…


See you next time!

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