We are having a lovely, quiet holiday season this year.
Until Sunday, I had a pretty bad case of the grumps because Will and I couldn’t afford to buy each other presents. I was feeling pretty lousy, especially because I worked my ass off on sewing commissions to pay for Christmas but the children come first, of course. I mean, that wasn’t even a question. But sometimes being the grownup is no fun.
Then my dad’s gift–cash–arrived and we split it up to spend on each other.
We made our traditional Christmas Eve pizza. This year’s came out so good that Grace devoured hers down to the crusts. I use the olive oil dough from Artisan Bread In Five Minutes A Day (I have the older edition and a case of the wants for this one), and this year I bought Trader Joe’s jarred sauce instead of making it from scratch (I could barely tell the difference). I made Sam a loaf of bread from the same dough, because he is horrified by pizza. (He doesn’t like cheese or foods touching. Pizza is a nightmare.)
Sam scored bigtime, with a new watch, his very own camera, video games, and lots of other stuff. But his favorite gift seems to be the two Jeff Smith comic books we bought him, Tall Tales and Rose. He loves Bone the most of everything on earth and was so excited to find out there are more stories in that world.
This pictures shows Grace’s fifth or sixth setup of the day. She immediately integrated her new toys in with her already-beloved things, except for her new rainbow blocks which CANNOT BE USED TOGETHER WITH THE BROWN BLOCKS, SO DO NOT EVEN THINK ABOUT IT, BUSTER.