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The Big Man in Red
Every year since the boys were born, I have struggled with maintaining a balance between the commercialism of an American Christmas and the real meaning of Christmas, the miracle of Christ’s birth. This year, at four and six, the boys were better able to understand and to participate in the Advent celebration, and the true…
Holiday Traditions: The Nutcracker
I have fond memories of attending the Nutcracker ballet at the Kennedy Center with my mother. It was a highlight of the Christmas season, and an experience I’d love to share with my boys. But, I know the sweet image of the boys, dressed in their sport coats and khakis, shoes shined, neck ties tied,…
Gluten-Free Casein-Free Gingerbread Houses: A Success Story!
We’ve made gingerbread houses each year at Christmas-time for years. It’s a highlight of the holiday season for the boys: candy, sugary icing, gingerbread cookies… a likely favorite for any child, right? Traditionally, we purchased a gingerbread kit, complete with precut cookies, tubes of royal icing, and an assortment of colorful candies. These kits worked…
Holiday Traditions: I want to be a…
Every year, with those words, I’m sent scrambling to pull together the costumes of my boys’ imaginations… and let me tell you, they don’t make it easy. Over the years, with some help from my Mom, we’ve created Henry the Octopus (of Wiggles fame), Caillou and his cat Gilbert, Thomas the Tank Engine (and Percy),…
Introducing our 2010 Patriotic T-shirt!
It turned out well, don’t you think… and it was by far the easiest of our patriotic t-shirts to make. To make the Eagle-tee, you’ll need a t-shirt, washed in mild detergent and dried without fabric softener; fabric paint in white, brown, yellow, black, and glitter fabric paint in red, white and blue – we…
Let there be Peace on Earth
… and between brothers. Tonight we rode the Metro into DC to see the National Christmas Tree on the Ellipse. While I’d like to say it was a joyous time of family togetherness and Christmas spirit, it truly wasn’t. Both boys whined and complained and fought, Patrick yelled, and I wondered why we bother. Hmmm……