Tis the season. . .

Tis the season for pulling taffy. . .

And pulling some more taffy.  My kids love to make homemade taffy with their dad.  It is a dad thing at our house.  Love it.

Tis the season for jammin' to Christmas songs

Tis the season for visiting the big man--love Mr J's expression, not quite sure about this guy in the red suit, is he?

Tis the season for a  5K "fun run" and 3K walk, but honestly I don't know how anyone can call running fun especially on a below freezing and extremely windy day (or any day for that matter).  Notice their mother is not with them.  Their grandmother is.  Their mother, father, and little brother stayed warmly in the car and watched.  :)  I know I am a wimp.

Tis the season for my girl to run her first 5K, and she finished 5th overall and 1st of the women on that below freezing and extremely windy day.  Way to go girl.  She has no problem with fun running--just her mom does :) 

Tis the season for school Christmas programs where no one has a problem when the kids sing "Silent Night" "Mary Had a Baby" and "Joy to the World."  We know what the season is all about, and it is so important that our kids do too. 

And tis the season to take a break, relax, and enjoy it, so I will be taking a blog break until after the holidays. A very Merry Christmas and a Happy New year to all my readers! 

Gingerbread men cookies

My kids love decorating anything with frosting, especially when they can use the frosting bags and all the different tips.  Gingerbread men were on our Christmas countdown chain the other day.  So they got busy.

Miss O shows lots of concentration.  She was working hard.

I think the cookies tasted pretty good too-YUM!  This poor guy already lost a leg.

Everyone decorated some.  They looked really cute.

I think Mr J did about 10.  He was whipping them out like you wouldn't believe.  Here is the recipe I used.  I got it off of allrecipes.com, and it was good.  Not too overpowering--a more mellow gingerbread cookie. 

Gingerbread Men

1 small box butterscotch pudding

1/2 cup butter, soft

1/2 cup packed brown sugar

1 egg

1 1/2 cups flour

1/2 tes baking soda

1 1/2 tes ground ginger

1 tes cinnamon

Cream together dry pudding mix, butter and brown sugar until smooth.  Add egg.  Combine the rest of the dry ingredients and then add into the pudding mix.  Mix well.  Cover and chill dough about 1 hour or until firm.  Roll out, cut shapes and bake 350 for 8-10 minutes.  Cool before frosting.  Enjoy!

And the winner is. . .

Today was extra exciting, and I will tell you why. . .

This guy came to our middle school.  Who is he?  He is the Kansas State Treasurer, and he came just to see my daughter.  Why you ask?  Well a few months ago she entered an essay contest--the Kansas Learning Quest essay contest.  The topic was "If you could have anyone in history be your teacher, who would you choose and why?"  The essay was limited to 200 words.  Miss A picked Anne Sullivan, who was Helen Keller's teacher.  72 schools in Kansas participated, and over 1,500 essays were submitted, and guess who won out of those 1,500 essays?

Yes!!!  Miss A!!!!  She was the best in the whole state!  They had a special all-school assembly today with the State Treasurer just for her.  Miss A read her essay. . .

Then she got one of those Publisher Clearning House sized checks--so cool, because the prize was $1000 in an education savings account.  Totally cool, huh?

Then she got a cool framed plaque.

That's my girl.  BYU here she comes (in 5 1/2 years!)  Yes, I am a very proud momma!!!  Way to go Miss A we are sooooo proud of you!!!

The monster has arrived

Santa came early for my hubby this year because this just wasn't going to fit down the chimney or under the tree.  He has been wanting a big flat screen TV forever.  We've had our nice big boxy one for a long time, and I thought it worked well, but you know--it's a guy thing.  I just said "get what you want honey," because I really have no clue when it comes to LCD/LED/plasma (huh???),  and so we ended up with this 55" monster.  Oh my.  But I must admit it is pretty cool watching Blue Rays on it.  We are so high tech now, and I have to rearrange all the pictures on my wall.  Thank you Santa.

How long can this last?

Almost every day after school Mr J has gotten off the bus and grabbed the rake.  He wants to "Wake the weaves"

He does a good job

He sings while he does it.

I just wonder how many more years he will actually enjoy raking the "weaves" and want to do it?  2? or 3 if I am lucky?  I will take what I can get.  Saves me a lot of work :)