We just finished organizing the gifts for our toy drive. My back is aching! But I am so happy with how many gifts everyone donated. After reading the scary news everyday, it is good to see that there are still good, loving, generous people in the world.
I really loved the wonderful gifts people sent for the moms, too. There are pajamas, throws, vests, blankets, towels and bath sets. I would love any of it, so I know the moms will be happy with them.
This is our first year for the toy drive, and we only had one month to prepare, so we are pleased that it turned out so well. Next year, hopefully, we will have the time to get gifts specifically for each family.
Christmas Shopping
We went Christmas shopping yesterday. We started at Ikea, because we wanted to get mattresses for the kids. They had tons of stuff on sale, and Tim and I almost walked out of their with a sheepskin beanbag. But we came to our senses.
We wandered aimlessly there for awhile, then I found an adorable rocking chair, so that's what Tim got me for Christmas. We also bought the puppies doggie beds. We brought them home, put them on the floor, Daisy peed on them, then ran across the room dribbling and jumped on the couch. So now I have a laundry queue of the couch slipcover, two dog beds and Morgan's new sweatshirt that was unfortunately also in her path.
Then we had to go to Target for the traditional gift cards for the niece and nephews. We found Haley a cute outfit to wear on Christmas, since she had a growth spurt and had to give all of her clothes to Annie. Everyone is getting socks for Christmas, too, which is actually pretty exciting. Not one of us can find a matched set of socks without holes in them, so even my teen boy was thrilled to see new socks.
We found some bouncy balls for the dogs. Janie loves the kind that just bounces and goes crazy all over the place. Let's see...the rest of the stuff is surprises, so I won't share it here. We never get our parents anything, because they seem to have more of everything than they need. I wish I could think of something nice to give them that I can afford and that they could actually use.
We wandered aimlessly there for awhile, then I found an adorable rocking chair, so that's what Tim got me for Christmas. We also bought the puppies doggie beds. We brought them home, put them on the floor, Daisy peed on them, then ran across the room dribbling and jumped on the couch. So now I have a laundry queue of the couch slipcover, two dog beds and Morgan's new sweatshirt that was unfortunately also in her path.
Then we had to go to Target for the traditional gift cards for the niece and nephews. We found Haley a cute outfit to wear on Christmas, since she had a growth spurt and had to give all of her clothes to Annie. Everyone is getting socks for Christmas, too, which is actually pretty exciting. Not one of us can find a matched set of socks without holes in them, so even my teen boy was thrilled to see new socks.
We found some bouncy balls for the dogs. Janie loves the kind that just bounces and goes crazy all over the place. Let's see...the rest of the stuff is surprises, so I won't share it here. We never get our parents anything, because they seem to have more of everything than they need. I wish I could think of something nice to give them that I can afford and that they could actually use.
Express Yourself
Over on the right you will see a link to the Quietly Working Foundation for the Children of Fallen Soldiers. Please click on the link and write your Expression of Condolence to the children. It will only take a few minutes, it won't cost you a thing and it will show the children that you care.
My goal is to get 1000 Expressions of Condolence from readers of this blog, so please tell your friends to stop by and send their appreciation, too. Leave me a comment, so I can keep track of how many people have sent their Expressions after reading this.
You can leave your name or write it anonymously. The most thoughtful Expressions will be featured in a book in 2007.
My goal is to get 1000 Expressions of Condolence from readers of this blog, so please tell your friends to stop by and send their appreciation, too. Leave me a comment, so I can keep track of how many people have sent their Expressions after reading this.
You can leave your name or write it anonymously. The most thoughtful Expressions will be featured in a book in 2007.
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Happiness...
...is definitely a warm puppy. After a few weeks of my puppies driving me crazy, I am in love with them again!
They are five and eight months old, so they have been testing their limits...but then they go to sleep...and they are so adorable.
They accidentally got out of the backyard the other night, and I got my jacket on, prepared to search the whole neighborhood for them. When I went out, I blew my whistle once and they came running! I was so glad I had trained them to come for the whistle. Also, I was very happy that they had stayed close to the house. I thought if they ever got out, they would run far away.
They are getting so big, we might need to get a second crate. I can't decide if it is more important for them to snuggle together or have their own space. As soon as they stop tearing up fabric, I want to get them a cute doggie bed for the living room.
They are five and eight months old, so they have been testing their limits...but then they go to sleep...and they are so adorable.
They accidentally got out of the backyard the other night, and I got my jacket on, prepared to search the whole neighborhood for them. When I went out, I blew my whistle once and they came running! I was so glad I had trained them to come for the whistle. Also, I was very happy that they had stayed close to the house. I thought if they ever got out, they would run far away.They are getting so big, we might need to get a second crate. I can't decide if it is more important for them to snuggle together or have their own space. As soon as they stop tearing up fabric, I want to get them a cute doggie bed for the living room.
More Knitting
I was going through the blogs that I have bookmarked, and I came across the knitting blogs, and once again, they inspired me to drag out my loom. I need to get some new yarn, and this time I want to get cotton yarn that is not dyed. For some reason, I have a need to make soft, natural hats and scarves.
When my son was born six weeks early, he was placed in intensive care, and the volunteers gave him a little blue knitted cap. If they still do that, I would love to knit some of the preemie caps, because it meant so much to me back then.
My preemie baby will be 14 years old on New Year's Eve. Although he got off to a slow start, he is now close to six feet tall and way smarter than me. And believe it or not, even though his birthday is on New Year's, the whole family comes to his party every year. We just try to send them home early, so they don't drive with the drunk drivers.
Speaking of family, I am going to be an aunt again. My only nephew is 18 years old, so I have waited a long time for this! I only have one sister, and my husband is an only child, so I don't get a lot of chances. I am quite excited, because I am desperate to hold a baby. I actually introduced myself to a lady in my neighborhood who was holding two babies, in the hopes she might let me hold one. I am incredibly shy, so that was quite a feat for me.
The only reason that I know anyone in the neighborhood is because of my dogs and my kids. Most of the people with dogs are very friendly and want the dogs to "meet up," but the people with the tiny dogs always look terrified by my black dogs.
The mailman always looks scared of them, too, which gives me a strange sense of satisfaction.
Now, do these dogs look like killers? They are so sweet, that if I put my hand in their mouth, they panic that they might actually touch my hand with their teeth. The most annoying thing about them is how they act when you have food in your hand. They track your hands with their eyes, and you know they are just hoping you will accidentally drop it. The one good thing is that after the kids eat, there is no longer food on the floor under the table. But there is an incredible amount of dog hair everywhere. I love them, but I will never get a dog that sheds again. Or at least I will get one that matches the floor!
When my son was born six weeks early, he was placed in intensive care, and the volunteers gave him a little blue knitted cap. If they still do that, I would love to knit some of the preemie caps, because it meant so much to me back then.
My preemie baby will be 14 years old on New Year's Eve. Although he got off to a slow start, he is now close to six feet tall and way smarter than me. And believe it or not, even though his birthday is on New Year's, the whole family comes to his party every year. We just try to send them home early, so they don't drive with the drunk drivers.
Speaking of family, I am going to be an aunt again. My only nephew is 18 years old, so I have waited a long time for this! I only have one sister, and my husband is an only child, so I don't get a lot of chances. I am quite excited, because I am desperate to hold a baby. I actually introduced myself to a lady in my neighborhood who was holding two babies, in the hopes she might let me hold one. I am incredibly shy, so that was quite a feat for me.
The only reason that I know anyone in the neighborhood is because of my dogs and my kids. Most of the people with dogs are very friendly and want the dogs to "meet up," but the people with the tiny dogs always look terrified by my black dogs.
The mailman always looks scared of them, too, which gives me a strange sense of satisfaction.
Now, do these dogs look like killers? They are so sweet, that if I put my hand in their mouth, they panic that they might actually touch my hand with their teeth. The most annoying thing about them is how they act when you have food in your hand. They track your hands with their eyes, and you know they are just hoping you will accidentally drop it. The one good thing is that after the kids eat, there is no longer food on the floor under the table. But there is an incredible amount of dog hair everywhere. I love them, but I will never get a dog that sheds again. Or at least I will get one that matches the floor!
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