Christmas Eve

We're doing some time traveling, with my Christmas posts coming a wee bit out of order. 

Here's our final presentation before I joined Mister downstairs in bed (and my pregnancy-induced snoring drove him upstairs). Me, not in my kerchief, Mister, not in his camp. We did settle for a brief winter's nap.

We thought we were keeping things reined in for Bama. Ha. The big paper thing to the right of the tree is a Melissa & Doug easel (purchased from another family, yippee for reuse!). Under the tree, her scooter, helmet, some books, and presents from family and friends. 

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Really, I tried not to make a giant stocking. I failed. 

One of our gifts for Mister, a cupcake baking lesson at one of the local shops. My big Christmas wish for Mister was some time to himself — away from work and away from family for a bit of a recharge. He also received a gift certificate to a local culinary academy. I've been going out knitting, he should get some going out time, too.

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Because of the holidays, and maybe the pregnancy, we've been off our sleep schedule quite a bit. On Christmas Eve, we tried to take Bama to see Mummenschanz, a Swiss dance/mime/mummer troupe Mister saw when he was a child living in New York. We'll have to try it again in a couple of years. The lights went down, a giant hand came on stage to open the curtains, and Bama burst into tears. So, a much-needed, but very late nap led to a late waking (6-ish) and late dinner (Dungeness crab, Caesar-ish salad, and pugliese bread). While I prepped the food, Mister and Bama enjoyed some Ok Go videos on YouTube. They are so amazing and so silly, and perfect for a little girl who loves dogs, geese, and paint.

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Christmas Eve

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