OK.
Here goes. Wild and furious, just
like the day … Josiah was back after his bout with a bug. He explained the whole thing to me: “See,
DadDad, I was sick. 101 per cent. But then I was barely even sick – just 99 per
cent.” Got it. And welcome back. We missed your considerable addendums to our
chronicle of festivities.
Finally it was time to trim the Christmas
tree. Kel crawled up into the attic and
passed down box after box of ornaments, lights, and festive displays. As the tree finally began to make its
appearance, The Beach Boys Christmas
Album followed by Christmas with the
Chipmunks, all played on what is apparently now an antique contraption
called a CD player. All a part of our family
tradition for decorating Nani and DadDad’s tree. Chris and I added a little surprise to the
festive atmosphere. We showed off a few
of the swing dancing moves to showcase our considerable skill set in that arena. Rumor has it that a video has made its way
onto FaceBook.
The kiddos attacked putting up the tree
this year with a vengeance. Especially
Kel, which was an unexpected delight.
He’s usually just a little bit Scrooge-y when it comes to tree
decorating here. Maybe the secret is
doing ours before they do theirs. That
way he isn’t already burnt out. Ah, but
such sweet memories of Christmases past.
Soft music. Two-year-old Noa
singing along with her own melody and words.
Beautiful. At one point Noa
picked up a ball of lit tree lights and exclaimed, “I love this.” Quite the serene and idyllic scenario … until
I turned on the wet-dry vac to pick up the few thousand errant tree needles
strewn about the floor. Josh was doing
his best with the broom, but that vacuum, loud as it was, made quick of the
mess. It just kind of overwhelmed the
mood. Oh, and then our last strand of
Christmas lights shorted out. Could have
been a catastrophe, but Kel and Christina picked up a replacement on their
afternoon shopping extravaganza. Nathan
and April snuck away as well to get in some shopping of their own. Afternoon grandparent duty … check.
Now onto afternoon fun. Uncle Josh organized a BB gun contest over in
40 Steps. I
know … “Your gonna shoot your eye out.” Let
me say up front that all eyes came through intact.
Came down to Zak and Micah in
the finals. Zak took the most cans
hit. Micah took the award for most hits
to Barbie’s head. Well, to the picture
of her head on the Barbie box. What’s
that? Oh. I found an old box for the guys to shoot
at. It just so happened that it happened
to be the one that Barbie Hook’s replacement clone came in. They pretty much ignored the cans after the
first round, though. Hey, it was a bunch
of boys, right? Christi and Luke watched
from our driveway. Something about a
safer environment. Meanwhile Cailyn and
Noa organized the kids’ kitchen out in the back yard. Nani and Luke joined them for some bird
watching and swinging.
We went over to Kel and Christina’s for
supper. Caleb rode with us. When we pulled up he hopped out of the car
and said, “Well, let’s go meet this house … literally.” (It was
the first time they have been to their cousins’ new house). But as he approached the garage door he
became a little confused. “How do you
meet a house with no door?” After a brief search he located the front door and we
all went inside. The experience was a
fun one organized strictly for the kiddos.
We didn’t even turn on the football game until almost 7:30. Of course we had checked in and found out
that the game had been postponed because of lightning, but that certainly had nothing to do with our brave decision to
forego football in favor of Minecraft for the kids. Christina ordered some pizza. They played hide and seek outside and then in
the house. They switched to video
games. Caleb was especially interested
in this aspect of the evening entertainment, because he had been told that “Jachin
and Micah have a real X-Box 360.” On the
drive over that was all he could talk about (before he started dozing off, that
is). Once, when he took a breath, Nani
asked him just how was X-Box 360 different from plain old X-Box. He had an answer right away. “That’s easy.
It is considerably more technologically advanced.” He is six.
James 4:17 says, “Anyone, then, who knows the good he ought to do and doesn't do it,
sins.”
Father, thank you for technological
advancements and the six-year-old operations manuals that come with them. Amen.
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