I think some year we should all skip the professional photos, color-coordinated holiday outfits and kids with combed hair and we should put photos of our real lives on our holiday cards. Last year, my card looked like this:
REAL Holiday Card 2013
This year, we actually gave in and had professional photos taken. Since I’m usually the photographer (and a mediocre one at best) I was thrilled to have some photos I’m actually IN. We ended up with some good shots. But my very favorite photo? No one is looking at the camera, my belly is hanging over my jeans, and my husband is being attacked by our cute 2-year-old. But it kind of sums things up. That’s my life. Things don’t go quite according to plan and stuff is a little chaotic, but we’re in it together, we help each other out, and can laugh about all of it.
So without further ado, I reveal The Real Tartlet Christmas Card 2014:
Card design is “Winsome Holly” by Tiny Prints
“Christmas Day is in our grasp
So long as we have hands to clasp.
Christmas Day will always be
Just as long as we have we.”
– How the Grinch Stole Christmas
Halloween 2014 – A Recap, about ten days late
The Costumes: Batman (with muscles!), a lamb (pronounced “yam”), and a bat.
The Numbers: 60 Trick-or-Treaters visited our house. So I suppose the 480 pieces of candy I bought was a bit excessive.
The Good: A really amazing tree costume. He may have actually been a tree stand, now that I think about it. And his buddy was a squirrel. The best part? The costumes were clearly homemade, and the kids were 9-year-old boys. Nice.
The Bad: The mom wearing her costumed 14-month-old and trick-or-treating. Really? She’s too little and you’re too big. I give the kids 3 pieces each, but you? You get ONE.
The Icky: Plum thought the carving was vastly overrated. Pumpkin guts? Ew. Pickle loved it. Pistachio? He munched on some chicken and puffs and watched us, amused.
The Strange: A 50-year-old woman trick-or-treating with her dog. The dog wore a cape. The woman wore a Mickey Mouse costume. She pushed a loaded up baby stroller. No baby, just lots of stuff. Still confused by this one.
The Philosophy: Eat it all, as fast as you’d like. It gets rid of the candy faster, only coats those teeth with caramel for one or two days (sorry dentists!) and perhaps helps with the “you eat too much candy, you feel ill” self-restraint lesson.
The Boss: Pickle liked his costume and his candy, of course. But I think he liked handing out the candy the best. “Take two!” he would instruct seriously.
The Awesome: The very concerned 8-year-old who seemed so sad that Pickle was handing out candy and wasn’t out in costume, having fun and trick-or-treating. I assured him that Pickle had already made the rounds. Three cheers for caring, thoughtful kids.
The Verdict: Halloween is awesome. Thanksgiving? Not nearly as cool.