Silent Night, Happy Night
I'd be nice and relaxed right now except that my daughter is screaming her little head off in her crib. She's obviously tired but she's teething (a couple of canines just broke through, but we have a couple more to do), hence the cranky screaming, which is sad now but miserable for everyone when it happens at 3 a.m. as it has the past couple of nights. Everyone except Doodles that is who ends up in our bed now every night. He starts out in his own bed, but wanders into ours at some point between midnight and 2 a.m. When Pie's screaming starts, he just burrows down a little deeper under the covers.
Wait? Is that silence? Ahhh... oh never mind.
Anyway, for the first time in a long, long time I have a night without anything that has to be done. Holiday cards are written. Freelance jobs are turned in. Gifts have been purchased, wrapped, and mailed off to the appropriate destinations. I made the decision not to bake cookies for the world this year, so I'm free on that. The only thing hanging over my head tonight is this blog, and there you go, I've already taken care of three paragraphs.
I'm thinking about all the things I could write about:
--Doodles fears of the "Good Night" haven't diminished, but he's learning how to manage them. One night last week, after telling me he didn't want the Good Night to come, he said, "Will you write a sign?" "What should it say?" I asked him. "It should say, 'Don't come!'" So that's what I did. We wrote a sign and hung it outside the front door. We take it down in the morning and hang it backup at night. I wonder if we put the sign on the outside of our bedroom door if we'd get our bed back.
--The holidays are still being discussed big time. At Barnes and Noble the other day, apropos of nothing, Doodles asked, "After Hanukkah comes Christmas. We get presents on Christmas, too?" I explained no, he only gets one holiday. Someone overheard and asked what we celebrate. When I replied Hanukkah, he turned to Doodles and said, "Aren't you lucky! Twelve nights of presents." His friend laughed at him and I told Doodles, who had a gleam in his eye, "Don't even think about it. Eight is what you get." The friend said, "Doesn't Hanukkah have twelve nights?" I replied, "That's Christmas." Jeez.
--We had our annual Hanukkah party. The latkes were fine in the beginning of the evening but by the end, warming in the oven, they were pretty overdone. I think next year, I'm throwing in the apron and buying latkes. The local kosher grocery sells some that, I'm afraid, were better than mine.
--While it was ostensibly a gift for both Pie and Doodles, the train table that appeared the first night of Hanukkah has been nothing short of a miracle for me. That kid (the big one) can spend hours at it, driving the trains around, making up little stories. It's given me all this free time to spend trying to not breastfeed Pie!
--I took the kiddies Christmas caroling at a rest home with our music class teacher. Most of the songs were simply holiday songs, and I just stayed silent during the "Jesus Christ our lord and savior" songs. Doodles and Pie didn't know or understand the words--they were just having fun ringing the bells. Doodles was there with a friend from his (Jewish) preschool and I think they were having more fun than anyone except for Pie who was doing her wiggle dance. Of course the highlight for Pie was the candy cane she was handed at the end. She immediately shoved it into her mouth, realized there was something coming between her and the sweet goodness she somehow could intuit was inside, and thrust at me to open. When I finally got it out of the wrapper, oh nirvana! How can Hanukkah ever compete with a holiday filled with such yummy goodness (and somehow, gelt didn't get the same reaction from her). The biggest meltdown we've had in a long time happened when I took the candy cane away from her when we got into the car. Yes, I'm horrible. Taking a choking hazard from my toddler daughter when I'm about to drive and therefore unable to get into position to perform the Heimlich maneuver.
Anyway, I could write about any of these things, but instead, the Pie has settled down, so I think I'll skip blogging and enjoy my night of relaxation. Grab some dessert, flip on the TV, and do nothing until it's time to snuggle up with my book in bed. To all a Happy Hanukkah and Merry Christmas, and to all a good night!
Wait? Is that silence? Ahhh... oh never mind.
Anyway, for the first time in a long, long time I have a night without anything that has to be done. Holiday cards are written. Freelance jobs are turned in. Gifts have been purchased, wrapped, and mailed off to the appropriate destinations. I made the decision not to bake cookies for the world this year, so I'm free on that. The only thing hanging over my head tonight is this blog, and there you go, I've already taken care of three paragraphs.
I'm thinking about all the things I could write about:
--Doodles fears of the "Good Night" haven't diminished, but he's learning how to manage them. One night last week, after telling me he didn't want the Good Night to come, he said, "Will you write a sign?" "What should it say?" I asked him. "It should say, 'Don't come!'" So that's what I did. We wrote a sign and hung it outside the front door. We take it down in the morning and hang it backup at night. I wonder if we put the sign on the outside of our bedroom door if we'd get our bed back.
--The holidays are still being discussed big time. At Barnes and Noble the other day, apropos of nothing, Doodles asked, "After Hanukkah comes Christmas. We get presents on Christmas, too?" I explained no, he only gets one holiday. Someone overheard and asked what we celebrate. When I replied Hanukkah, he turned to Doodles and said, "Aren't you lucky! Twelve nights of presents." His friend laughed at him and I told Doodles, who had a gleam in his eye, "Don't even think about it. Eight is what you get." The friend said, "Doesn't Hanukkah have twelve nights?" I replied, "That's Christmas." Jeez.
--We had our annual Hanukkah party. The latkes were fine in the beginning of the evening but by the end, warming in the oven, they were pretty overdone. I think next year, I'm throwing in the apron and buying latkes. The local kosher grocery sells some that, I'm afraid, were better than mine.
--While it was ostensibly a gift for both Pie and Doodles, the train table that appeared the first night of Hanukkah has been nothing short of a miracle for me. That kid (the big one) can spend hours at it, driving the trains around, making up little stories. It's given me all this free time to spend trying to not breastfeed Pie!
--I took the kiddies Christmas caroling at a rest home with our music class teacher. Most of the songs were simply holiday songs, and I just stayed silent during the "Jesus Christ our lord and savior" songs. Doodles and Pie didn't know or understand the words--they were just having fun ringing the bells. Doodles was there with a friend from his (Jewish) preschool and I think they were having more fun than anyone except for Pie who was doing her wiggle dance. Of course the highlight for Pie was the candy cane she was handed at the end. She immediately shoved it into her mouth, realized there was something coming between her and the sweet goodness she somehow could intuit was inside, and thrust at me to open. When I finally got it out of the wrapper, oh nirvana! How can Hanukkah ever compete with a holiday filled with such yummy goodness (and somehow, gelt didn't get the same reaction from her). The biggest meltdown we've had in a long time happened when I took the candy cane away from her when we got into the car. Yes, I'm horrible. Taking a choking hazard from my toddler daughter when I'm about to drive and therefore unable to get into position to perform the Heimlich maneuver.
Anyway, I could write about any of these things, but instead, the Pie has settled down, so I think I'll skip blogging and enjoy my night of relaxation. Grab some dessert, flip on the TV, and do nothing until it's time to snuggle up with my book in bed. To all a Happy Hanukkah and Merry Christmas, and to all a good night!
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