The week before last we drove to
the redneck capitol of the world Gatlinburg to see the lights. They were lovely, though it was a little hard to discern actual Christmas lights from regular street signage.
We spent Thanksgiving in Chicago with family, during which I took more than 300 photos. (Look for those treasures throughout the week.) Yesterday, when we should’ve been resting and recouping, we put up outdoor Christmas lights. They look beautiful and tasteful, and I’m so thankful my own Clark Griswold wasn’t afraid to get on the roof.
We’ll tackle inside decorations as weeks go on, but for now, it’s time for school and that means I have go drag Jackson out of bed.
Thunderstorms are coming this afternoon, so we had recess first this morning (which is very effective for little boys). Isn’t this what recess should look like? Batman and Captain Rex think so.
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And from earlier this morning, a sweet video. It is quieter than I anticipated, so crank up your volume.
“Why does Darth Vader say, ‘Cookie’?”
I bought each boy a Star Wars backpack for Christmas – one of Darth Vader and the other of Yoda. When I saw the Yoda pack, I immediately envisioned Jeremy role-playing the Dagobah System scenes with Luke and Yoda in the Empire Strikes Back, specifically this part:
Fast forward to yesterday. I needed to accomplish a 10-mile run, and Jeremy wanted to tag along on his bike. On our previous rides/runs, we’d remarked that parts of the Greenway resemble the swampy forests of the Dagobah System. So guess what he brought along?
Just so you know, he finished the 10 miles with only a little bit of energy left. Completing the last mile was questionable! I was proud of my little Jedi for finishing with me, and every time he passed by I grinned at the sight of Yoda. It was exactly how I thought it would be.
I wouldn’t want you to underestimate the amount of security we have here. Safety is our number one concern.
It snowed last night, though only a dusting. Of course, it’s enough to make the boys miss Amarillo and the one-day blizzards that resulted in igloos and forts across the front yard.
Happy Weekend, readers! May your days off be warm and toasty.
The boys were excited when I announced we were having Star Wars pancakes for breakfast instead of the usual boring bowl of cereal. Praise and enthusiasm filled the kitchen! What fun! What spontaneity! Mom, you’re so cool! Thanks for making us Star Wars pancakes! They’re going to be so good!
Yeah, they would’ve been good – had I not forgotten the non-stick cooking spray. Oops.