December, how you doing?

There's a Christmas tree and it's fabulous. Not a store bought tree but a real water those roots kind of a tree.

This passed Saturday we drove up to the mountains in search of a tree and after spotting horses, reindeers and taking unplanned detours (also known as getting horribly lost), we made it to the national forest...err I think that's what it's called. There were other families out on a similar mission and the atmosphere was real friendly, a lot of hellos, warm smiles and lots of waving. A definite two thumbs up for that small town welcome vibe.

And baby boy played in the snow for the first time! I can't write much about his reaction because well, frankly, there wasn't one to write about. You see, this boy of mine is a cool kid. First time experiences don't tickle him in the same way as they do his goofy mom. He is real chilled, like "yeah, so what, it's snow, big deal". And I'm like "we're on a mountain, daddy, grandpa and uncle Andrew are busy cutting down a Christmas tree, grandma Schamel is preparing hot chocolate and you're playing in the snow, This Is A Moment". He had that same chilled expressionless reaction to the slide at the park and when he got his stroller. The one thing that baby boy does get excited for is food! It's no wonder the Thanksgiving meal was a monumental Moment in his life. I know this because we have deep conversations all the time and he tells me such things. Call me the baby whisperer.

Truth, the real baby whisperer is his uncle Andrew who is baby boy's babysitter of choice. And we the parents are forever grateful for this lifestyle development. My hardworking husband had to work Saturday afternoon (not before helping me bake a cake for his home teaching family). With baby boy under grandpa and uncle Andrew's supervision, my mother in law and I attended a baptism and still managed to catch the last few minutes of the Parade of Lights downtown. Like a real kid I love lights, it doesn't take much to impress this girl. The parade was fun, cold and noisy oh and we lost the car. Then we found it after much exercise. I'm real good at losing cars in parking lots and I'm even better at losing phones. Although I haven't lost one in two years, thank goodness.

Overall, the weekend was a massive hit. The Broncos won which means dear Robdawg was in very high spirits on Sunday. Go Broncos! I really want to be an agreeable wife but I just can't seem to get into football. Whenever I watch it I secretly find myself wishing it was rugby instead. Or soccer, I can totally watch soccer...every four years. Hello 2014 World Cup!

Yesterday was a blur as husband worked all day which meant that I was on full time baby duty. A huge highlight not to be left out is that we finally purchased a bed. Can the church say amen! Our future is looking bright indeed. After many nights of makeshift sleeping arrangements, tossing and turning with increasing body aches that can leave one cranky with signs of premature aging, this bed is the twinkle in my eye, the whip cream on my pumpkin pie. You may attest my future perkiness to the good people at Tempur-pedic and those wonderful Black Friday deals. Yes! Yes! Yes! We are thankful for markdowns.

Now for today. Whooo. A lot of catching up here.

Well today was a mommy and baby boy lunch date. Because, for some crazy twisted let's torture mommy reason, baby boy decided to wake up at the crack of dawn. The day started far too early for my liking. Nevertheless, I pulled my grouchy morning self together and managed to get my to do list done by 8am. After a much needed morning nap, the two of us set out for a yummy shared lunch of chicken fingers and chips/fries at a restaurant down the road. The place had that American diner feel to it, topped with regulars sitting at the counter ordering "the usual". And it seems wherever we go, citizens of Pueblo are inclined to giving a sweet loving moment to baby boy. His cuteness also scores us freebies and today it was ice cream:) yum! After spending some time at the library we decided to come home as according to the weather forecast snow was to be expected. It's now passed 10pm and still no snow.

Later in the evening we helped grandma and uncle Andrew with the Christmas tree decorations. We did this while listening to some pretty carols. And I managed to make some progress on the crocheting lessons. Tis the reason to be jolly indeed.

Happy holidays!