Monster Towel

The thing I most looked forward to giving to Bowie this year was this hooded towel. It is made with a thick terry. It is fun. It is handmade! He loves getting wrapped up in towels but gets frustrated when they fall off. When I saw this I knew that he would love it. And he does. It gives him comfort and inspires him, what a combination.

I will need to add some sort of tie or snap at the collar to really ensure that it stays on but otherwise I find it perfect. The edges unraveled at bit at first washing but I think it gives it a welcome soft look. The price is hefty, but I am glad the money went to something beautiful and made with creativity.

If you need your own...Mayhar Drygoods

Christmas at Home

This is the first time Chris and I have awoken in our own home for Christmas. I have been waiting and waiting for this day with my child. I do enjoy the extended family Christmas too, but the intimate, quiet morning with my child and husband was one of the best Christmas mornings ever. We stayed up late the night before being the Christmas elves setting up his new domino race set (totally inspired by all the domino racing we did at Thanksgiving) so that when he woke up and came into the living room he'd see this magical, colorful maze with bridges and bell. He then leisurely opened his 4 wrapped gifts and opened his stocking. It really warmed our hearts to see how interested and appreciative he was of each one. Perhaps the DK Ultimate Star Wars book was his favorite. Or the handmade (sadly, not by me) monster cape towel may have been the fave...time will tell. And looking out the window when setting up his Rainbow Maker I saw the surprise gift that Chris had been hinting at for a couple of weeks- a bike for me and a trailer bike for Bowie. We have been riding everyday since.

Our evening and afternoon was shared with my mom, sis, niece nephew and mom's family. It's wonderful to have the energy of the children at these events. And we are so lucky to have so much family near us. As the day grew longer, Bowie said at one point, "I've had enough presents." I wonder if we'll ever hear those words again?

Snow

A wonderfully crafty friend of mine (who I believe has even met Martha Stewart herself, who is inspiring and infuriating all at the same time to me) had a little snow globe making shindig. So fun. So fun. He chose two snowmen and a trumpet, clear and blue glitter. I did that gluing and such but he had this real true felling of having made something. Wonderful. He held it and looked at it all day. I had to make my own at home. Not perfect. Not Martha. But fun nonetheless. And good for my perfectionist tendencies...to just enjoy the process, for Bowie to see me making something that isn't perfect but is still full of joy and magic.

Play With Me

I have a new camera. The Nikon D300. It looks to be wonderful and intimidating as well. I want to learn it through and through to utilize all the benefits. But I need to update my computer a bit to work with the RAW files. I haven't played around with it much yet. Reading the manual still. But I do know that I love the 51 focal points! And I may stray from manual a bit since the exposure programs seem quite good.

Bowie and I played and played Thursday afternoon in his room. It gets beautiful afternoon light. He let me take pictures of what I wanted in exchange for many many photos of him with his pillow case on his head. I can't share those photos here though because that was all he had on, besides a necklace. Oh, and fingernail polish. Hee hee heeeee. We've painted his nails twice this week. Love my boy. The joy and silliness and openness.

The Snail that Broke His Heart

Bowie took such good care of this snail for a whole morning. He brought it snacks of leaves and observed it...he said it was the most special, beautiful snail ever. But some electricians that came over stepped on it and Bowie was inconsolable for over an hour. Later that night we was telling his papa about it and said that it broke his heart. 5 days later, he is still talking about being sad...

but not so sad that when given the opportunity to make a wish at a penny fountain that his wish was for a mean alien as a pet rather than a whole snail again.