It's been a lovely holiday season, with a select few party appearances, and lots of cozying up at home. The weather has been windy and wet, and we've been holed up with new toys. A marching band kit. Two different pirate ships. Wooden skittles. Flashlights. A kazoo and a slide whistle. Dress-up clothes (postman, pirate, outlaw, king). Miss B has books stacked up to her eyeballs and a long-coveted pair of boots. Pickle has many toasty sweaters and lots of jingly and shaky and chompy things.
Christmas Eve pyjamas were handmade this year: flannel pants for the boys (same old excellent kid pants, with the pattern arranged so that I didn't have to sew the side seams), with matching animals appliqued to some warm, waffly undershirts, and a peasanty situation for Miss B.
The kids were so happy. They still are. Miss B is currently visiting her dad's family in Ontario, and we miss her. We made another batch of marshmallows for when she comes home on Friday.
And now here we are: 2013. I don't generally make New Year's resolutions. I'm not one for grand gestures, and making life-changing decisions on a day so fraught with meaning and symbolism just isn't my style. Plus, I'm perfectly content with my lot right now, and can't think of much to change. I do have two things I'd like to work on, though:
: : Eat some lunch. I spend all this time making great lunches for the kids (well, great lunches for Miss B, and boy-pleasing lunches for the boys), then spend my day subsiding on sandwich crusts, handfuls of chocolate chips, and tea. Not exactly awesome.
: : Do some selfish sewing and spiff up my wardrobe, because these days my closet is looking grim. I spend all my sewing time making things for the kids who really don't care all that much, and no time making/refashionng/mending my own clothes. I must fix this.
And that's about it. I think this is going to be a good year. Maybe I'll even blog a little more often, hey?