Monday, December 29, 2008

#musesofamom: Height Proclamations for the Record.

This post is simply to go on the record, and my oldest son will be ecstatic. YES, the Oldest is now taller than me. He is only in sixth grade, for crying out loud. To be fair, we measured everyone last night just to see exactly how his height compares to the rest of us:

The Youngest - 4'2"
Me - 5'3"
The Oldest - 5'6-1/4"
The Hubs - 5'7"

Personally, I was relieved to see that I haven't started shrinking yet, but the Hubs was feeling shorter than usual after our measurement activity.  I can still say confidently that my driver's license is truthful. (Except for maybe that "weight" number.) The Oldest wanted to make sure I got that extra 1/4" included. Everything counts at his age!

The Oldest appears to have grown more than 2 inches since school started in August. We had to shop for a long-sleeved dress shirt for choir, and it was the first time for shopping in the Men's Department for one long enough in the sleeve and torso  The short-sleeved t-shirts I purchased new for school are sure looking smaller and we won't even begin to discuss how his shoe size has grown this year!

Height proclamations. Now on the record for anyone to see. Required by Oldest. But also because I hate seeing him grow up so fast.

Tuesday, December 02, 2008

#musesofamom: An Accidental Tradition

Update (2015): Seven years later, we are still following this Accidental Tradition despite the boys being much older and the Oldest working part time. The picnic spread has gotten much larger (for teen appetites!) and the movie choices are quite different.  It continues to be an evening that we all look forward to as a family.
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Have you ever wondered how some holiday traditions have started?  While I have often wondered this myself, I have learned that some traditions are accidental.

My "accidental" tradition is now held every year on December 23rd. We enjoy a picnic on the floor of the living room, complete with a red and white gingham tablecloth. I put together a spread of  Hickory Farms sausage, cheeses, crackers, fruits, veggies with dip and popcorn chicken. The "fancy" Christmas crystal goblets are also retrieved from the cabinet so we can all enjoy sparkling juice like royalty.

When the Youngest was 3 years old, I surprised both boys with this first indoor picnic. I had them wait in the other room with Dad while I prepared the dinner then turn off all the lights but the Christmas lights and candles. We watched a Christmas movie (I think this first year it was "Annabelle's Wish") and enjoyed being together as a family before we started the busy Christmas Eve and Christmas day schedule.

The following year, the Oldest, then 9 years old, reminded me of this "tradition"and stated all the details from the previous year in case I had forgotten. It is amazing how you discover what things are important to your kids.

So now, every year on December 23rd, we have our traditional Christmas picnic feast. I'm not sure what movie we'll watch this year, (it may be two!) but whatever it is, it will be another precious memory to savor.