December was filled with so many quiet, delicious moments for me. Ones not captured by camera. Though usually I managed to snap an iPhone shot to remind me…
One of those times was the girls first pony/horse rides. Not because they rode a horse, but because they conquered a fear. When I told Kaya we were going for caroling and pony rides, she cheered but when we arrived, she shut down and outright refused to go on a horse. I find out later it’s because she thought she was going on a carousel! Brennyn is ready to roll… until the helmet gets stuck on her toque and that’s it, she’s done. While B is crying, I take the helmet and put it on Kaya’s head without a word, then guide her over to the horse, and she gets on. Perhaps evil of me to take advantage of the fact that she abhors creating a scene… Nonetheless, I do it, she gets on, and friends, she totally rocks riding that pony!
So much so that, she graduates to two more horses, Black Beauty being her favourite just as long as she does NOT step in that load of crap. Literally.
Brennyn is harder to convince, but eventually we do, just as long as she can hold on tight to Daddy. I just love this. The horse trainer wins Brennyn over by telling her that Misty the pony is dressed up like the Grinch and shows her the green costume under the saddle. B is smitten and goes again, holding onto the Grinch, not Daddy this time.
So proud of both my girls for giving it a go, loving it, and giving it another go (and another!)
This month, our daily advent consists of focusing on giving and so there are quiet days at home where we craft ornaments for our teachers and other days where we head out to buy reindeer food for a worthy cause. Our favourite giving of the month is our present to our garbage man. Brennyn sits outside every Wednesday to watch our garbage man go by and every week he gives her a big smile and wave. In appreciation of that, we give him one of our homemade ornaments and some yummy treats. Even though we watch him pick up his treats with a big smile, it’s not until the next day that I notice he has left us a note thanking us and wishing us a Merry Christmas. Such a great message for the girls to give and get!
This moment looks cute right? Only it is followed up with me stomping away in a huff since nobody will snow dance with me. When I rain danced in the summer, I did it alone also and ever since Kaya has talked about how she wished she had rain danced with me, leaving me frustrated that she’d let another opportunity pass her by. I get over it and accept that snow dancing is fun with or without my girls joining me and so do it again later on. Sensing the lack of pressure I suppose, Brennyn immediately wants to snow dance with me while Kaya gazes admiringly at the teenage carolers singing us along. Moments.
Kaya’s class went on a field trip to the salmon streams. We were learning about how bears pull the fish up into the forest so that’s why you’ll see salmon laying far from the stream sometimes which prompts me to ask (the eager student at 36!) why we even see the fish if the bears are supposed to be eating them. The answer, the bears like to chow down on the best, most nutritious, fattening part, the brain. Which is when my favourite moment of the day occurs by way of an adorable 6-year-old boy “Hawk (the teachers name), are bears Zombies?!”
Nearing the end of our walk along the stream, I spy a rainbow!
Our local parade is brilliant. Small town gathering place where you chat with people all over the streets, yell out at dressed up Santa’s in the parade, and the local firetruck has to make an early exit from the parade as a call has come through. Oops! Hope it wasn’t too serious what with the big santa on the front and lights adorning the sides!
Brennyn had a preschool Christmas party. Cute picture but what it reminds me of is her teacher telling me a story that had happened that day where a little girl, let’s call her Sally, told Brennyn she wasn’t marrying her anymore and was marrying Sam instead. Brennyn was crushed, her first heartache, and no doubt looking something like this.
This picture is from Christmas eve. The girls were anxious about saying goodbye to Bibbie (our elf on the shelf) and waiting for Santa and we desperately needed to pass some time. Since we hadn’t made it out for a Lights Drive yet, we set out, hitting these lights first. With girls in PJ’s and slippers only, Bal and I scoop them up and run right up to the yard to check out all the fun. We snuggle and marvel then get back in the car, drive, and launch into Christmas carols while checking out all the lights. The best song by far, Chestnuts Roasting on an Open Fire as we all sing and hum and gasp at a particularly worthy yard of lights. Love, love, love this moment.
I finish off with a moment from right now as I was typing this all up. Kaya had asked Santa for a ‘real rainbow’. Not even Santa can manage that so instead he got her a solar-powered rainbow maker. Since there’s been no sun since she got it, we didn’t even know if it worked. Until today, as I write, and am suddenly surrounded by rainbows! I yell for the girls to get up here and they are giddy to find a room flickering with rainbows. “Santa DID get me a rainbow!” exclaims Kaya as she spins about trying to catch the colours.
Magical moments for a magical time of year.