January Updates

Well, after the barrage of holiday photos, posting has been slower to Bree's blog. We've been pretty reclusive so far this year . . . perhaps the cold has kept us in lately. Bree has had a stomach virus since Monday of this week and we definitely will not feature any photos of all the excitement we've had around the house. Jason and I shared in the sickness Wednesday and Thursday . . . thought we were on the mend but sore throats are moving in . . . I just hope that Bree and I are healthy for her 2nd birthday and my 33rd next month. It was such a drag being sick last year for the entire birthday week. Cory and Veronika will be coming in from Prague and my mother's Aunt Linda will be here from Washington State. Sounds like others will migrate to the mid-Atlantic as well to visit with everyone so it will prove to be a festive couple of weeks.

We have a birthday party planned with some of Bree's friends. A small but hoepfully fun-filled affair :)

We will get some photos up soon our life with Bree. Love to all. -breezymama

Strike a pose

Bears, bears, everywhere

Check out Bree in the giant bear room at Boyds Bear. She really thought this was cool! We are lucky to have this resource so close to home.

Santa and Boyds Bear Country

Jason thought we should all head to Gettysburg, PA to see Santa at Boyds Bear Country. We packed up the car on Sunday the 9th and took a scenic drive north. It was chilly outside but very festive. The Boyds Bear facility was decked out in holiday decorations. There were over 200 kids downstairs having breakfast with Santa when we arrived so we quickly got in line to wait for Santa. Bree was third in line. We watched him come upstairs, walk up to his sleigh, and prepare for visits with the children. She was waving at Santa and wandering around the sliding board and Christmas displays. When it was our turn, I took a step with Bree in my arms. I felt the grip tighten. Every step I took getting us closer to Santa, Bree grasped my arm and body tighter and tighter. My heart was racing as I feared the meltdown that was about to come. As we approached Santa, his elf handed Bree a gorgeous teddy bear ornament with a red hat and purple dress. She wanted nothing to do with it. I turned to put her in Santa's lap and she held on so tight that I held my arm out and she was attached without any help from me. Santa's elf called it the "Deathgrip." She cried and I said "thank you" and gracefully moved on. :) We walked down the stairs, Bree sobbing. As soon as her feet hit the floor, she realized it was all over, she was safe, she didn't have to sit on that mystical characters lap, and she started dancing and running all over the place like a wild child. I guess she felt a huge sigh of relief . . . all her nervous jitters gone. It was hilarious!! So two Santa attempts (the first was at the Frederick Craft Fair) and all she remembers is that the 1st one said he'd bring her a baby doll . . . We had a terrific family day at Boyds Bear and then later at the Cozy Inn in Thurmont.

Uncle Cory comes to town . . .

I had a lot of fun with my Uncle Cory. He is a goofball. I still don't understand why he wouldn't take me with him - I fit perfectly in the snowbaord bag. Oh well. I just wanted to see Aunt Veronika . . . It was cool riding with him to airport. He brought me my first train set as a Christmas present. I was allowed to open it early. I love Cory. I love Veronika. By the way, Uncle Cory sticks out his tongue a lot. Kind of like how Aunt Leslie did bunny ears in pictures. Aunts and Uncles can be weird. But I love 'em.

Let it Snow!

Mom told me to look out the window this morning because it was snowing . . . I couldn't believe it. I yelled "Shoes, shoes!" and looked everywhere for them. Finally, Mom dressed me up so Dad and I could go catch snowflakes. It is awesome outside.

O Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree

Well, here she is all decorated. What a beauty. I love touching every single ornament. Mom & Dad ask me to look, don't touch. But whatever, this is the coolest, prettiest tree ever. How can I not touch it? I also like to listen to carols and dance all around the tree. I love Christmas! Mom thinks I may wake up one morning as a true Christmas elf. Dad says I have lots of Christmas spirit. Maybe it's from eating chocolate every morning when Mom and I open the advent calendar . . . ?

Decorating the tree

We called my parents to come help decorate the tree. Jason loves dealing with the lights, can't you tell?

Picking out the Christmas tree

Apparently Mom & Dad have been cutting a tree from Mr. Sharpe's tree farm for the past few years. We drove up to his house on John Cline Rd. north of Wolfsville early Sunday morning and looked around. The fire department was there cutting trees for the County fire halls. It was pretty busy there for a while. The men from the fire dept asked Dad if he wanted to use their chain saw. He told them Mom would be disappointed if she didn't see some sweat go into cutting down our tree. I really liked this small white pine. But I like the Scotch pine Mom and Dad picked too. It was freezing. Mom said it's always cold and windy at Mr. Sharpe's house.