December 24, 2011

A Baby's Birth and the First Christmas


Fear.  Joy.  Loneliness.  Excitement.

Farm animals.  Dank hay.  Not a place to birth a human baby, but the sheep willingly made a place for their creator.

Heaven itself stilled. Crowds of angels collectively held their breath and swords, keeping evil from penetrating the little Bethlehem stable. All eyes were on a frightened father and an exhausted, panting mother. 

God held out his hands and poured down strength to the mother of His child. 

December 20, 2011

It's Beginning to Look A Lot Like Christmas!

  
I loved Christmas when I was a little girl- it was my very favorite time of year.  Better than summer vacation, better than my birthday, better even than our annual summer camping trip, which I loved. 

Christmas is a time of magic for little children.  It's a time of possibilities and surprises, both keeping and sharing secrets, and it's a time when family truly come together.  Some of my very best childhood memories revolve around the Christmas season, and when I travel to see my parents this week, I plan to scour family albums and share some old pictures with you to recreate some of those memories.

I wanted so much for Christmas to be a wonderful time of joy for my little girl, especially now that she's a little older and can enjoy things more.  In spite of sickness and business at work, we've managed to do quite a bit of enjoying the holiday.  We went to the Oakland Zoo Lights, which is our little tradition, and we decorated our tiny tree.   I'm looking forward to getting in a bit more before the big day, but here's some snapshots of some of the other fun we have been having.

We made (or rather, I made, at midnight one night) sugar cookies.  Paityn, Mama, and Papa decorated them the next day.   Then... we ate them all up.  We didn't share a single one.
My excuse for such gluttony is that both P and I were sick and no one wants sicky cookies.  We weren't being Grinchy, I promise.


We visited Pier 39, a place I usually avoid like, well, pretty much every other Bay Area resident.  We saw the Christmas tree.  And then got out as soon as we could.  

Sadly, we missed the lighting ceremony due to, you guessed it, sickness.




I though I left tractors behind when I moved from upstate New York, but I guess even in San Francisco, John Deere just won't quit.




We stopped for chowder at Boudin's, then headed over to Ghiradelli Square to see their tree... and score some seriously amazing ice cream.







This past weekend, Paityn went to pick out her outfit for the day, and she grabbed a fancy dress and said, quite emphatically, "I need to wear this dress to go see Santa."  I have no idea where that came from, but we went and visited a very affable and grandfatherly Santa.  The beard was even real.

He was either super committed to his role or the actual Santa Claus.  I'll leave it to you to decide.



(Query: How long would you or did you wait in line for your children to meet Santa?  At the first mall, it was over two hours!  We stopped at a different mall and walked right up.  I couldn't believe it.  Is there some Santa shortage of which I am unaware?  Why wait for 2 hours when you can go elsewhere?)


It's not Christmas without a train ride!


I certainly was full of words this {Wordless} Wednesday, wasn't I?  Tis the season for rule-breaking, I suppose.  If Sandra can smuggle sausages, then I can add words to my Wordless Wednesday entry.

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You know you are a little girl when...

... you can pair a pink tutu with striped knee socks, a monkey shirt, boots, and pigtails and be so adorably cute and chic doing it!




December 13, 2011

O Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree

  
Our hearts grow tender with childhood memories and love of kindred, and we are better throughout the year for having, in spirit, become a child again at Christmas-time.  

~Laura Ingalls Wilder














Photo editing: Applied cross process color adjustment... just for fun


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Ten favorite toddler books from my child to yours

It's that time of year again.  

Oh, did you think I meant Christmas?  I actually meant the time of year when my job becomes so insanely busy I dream of it at night and wake up in a panic remembering something I need to do or forgot to do or should do... and then I check my work email.  Which is just never a good idea.

I would love to have more time to blog, but between work being so busy and trying to fit in some Christmas activities and my house looking like a tornado hit, I just haven't been able to write very much.

Lest this should all be taken as a complaint, please understand it is not.  For me, December is a mixed bag of joy and stress.  Especially at this time of year, though, I remind myself to count my blessings.  I sometimes don't feel like it, but I am blessed to have job.  Really.  December is just a time when I have to work a wee bit harder to convince myself.

But, yes, it is also the time of year when we madly and insanely scramble search for gifts for people we love.  I have a list I created of some of Paityn's favorite toddler toys, so if you are looking for some good toy ideas, click over to that post.  As an added note to that list, the items are still among her favorites several months later.

One of my favorite gifts, though, is books.  I'm a complete sucker for books.  I love and adore them, and I seem to have passed that on to my daughter.  

For links to Amazon, click the "Via Amazon" caption below the book.  Amazon is not sponsoring this post, and I in no way benefit from your purchase.  I just find them to be the easiest to use and a good reference.

Ten favorite toddler books from my child to yours

1.  Sheep in a Jeep 

The cadence of the story is very pleasing to read, and the humor will have your little toddler giggling.  There's a whole series on these silly little sheep, so you don't have to stop with just this one.

Via Amazon
2.  Bear Snores On

I love this story about a hibernating bear who hosts a party without even knowing about it until the end.  The pictures are really lovely.  This is another book that is part of a really sweet series.

Via Amazon
Bonus Book:  Bear Stays Up for Christmas.  We read it at the store, and it's really cute how Bear wants to stay up for Christmas since he's never done it before (as he's always hibernating).

3.  Llama Llama Mad at Mama

We absolutely love all the books in the Llama Llama series.  This one teaches a bit about patience and working together, and since Paityn always grocery shops with me, it's particularly relatable to her.

Via Amazon
Bonus book:   Llama Llama Holiday Drama is a holiday themed Llama Llama tale.  Although I was only so-so on the story, Paityn has made me read it to her every day since we got it a week ago.  So, she likes it even if I don't.  Still, the rhyming and pictures are great.

4.  Brown Bear, Brown Bear, What Do You See?

This is Paityn's absolute favorite book, so much so that she repeats parts of it randomly, and then we all get started on trying to remember how it goes.  The colorful pictures jump off the page, and the repeating pattern is nice for toddlers to anticipate the next part of the story.  (I actually recommend any Eric Carle book; we have most of them and they are all loved.)

Via Amazon
5.  Merry Christmas, Stinky Face

If you love the original and very popular I Love You, Stinky Face, then try the Christmas version.

Via Amazon
6.  I Love You Through and Through

This book reinforces the message that parents love their child no matter what.  The story takes us through a little boy's different actions, both good and bad choices, and each time reiterates unconditional love.

Via Amazon
7.  If I Could Keep You Little

Honestly, I enjoy this one more than Paityn.  But I think it's a beautiful story read to a child because it truly reflects our hearts as parents.  I always get choked up, especially when I get to, "If I could keep you little, I'd keep you close to me.  But then I'd miss you growing into who you're meant to be!" 

I love reading this and sharing feelings I can't put into words with my rapidly growing little girl.

Via Amazon
8.  Click, Clack, Moo: Cows That Type

I'm cheating a bit with this one as we don't own it (yet), but I really love this book about cows "unionizing" against their farmer.  The best is when the duck comes in to arbitrate.  

Via Amazon
9.  Richard Scarry's Best Word Book Ever

I picked this particular Richard Scarry because Paityn has it and likes it, but truly, you can't go wrong with any Richard Scarry book.  They have so much to look at that toddlers love to gaze at the pages time and again, always finding something new. These books are fantastic for plane flights for that reason.

Via Amazon
10.  This Little Piggy: And Other Favorite Action Rhymes

This book was a gift, and it's a true favorite, maybe even top three.  Paityn loves to do the actions I've taught her to all the popular rhymes.  Because it's a board book, it's very easy for her to turn the pages and look at it herself. 

Via Amazon

Bonus Book: This book was gifted with another very good one, Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star: And Other Favorite Bedtime Rhymes.

Happy reading!

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December 7, 2011

Christmas tradition - Oakland Zoo Lights!

In spite of being horribly sick this weekend with the never-ending cold and the beginnings of laryngitis (which is absolutely awful any day but even worse as a mom), we still made it out to our annual Christmas tradition- Oakland Zoo Lights.

We've been going since Paityn was just a wee little one of four months, and I love having at least this one tradition in our constantly changing Christmas celebrations.

It was freezing (says the former upstate New Yorker of her temperate Cali winter climate), but we still had a blast.







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December 1, 2011

The greatest of these remain...

  
"If I had the gift of prophecy, and if I understood all of God’s secret plans and possessed all knowledge, and if I had such faith that I could move mountains, but didn’t love others, I would be nothing."

Over the past few weeks, I have been witness to the most amazing expression of love I have ever experienced.  Before becoming a mother, I did not understand love at its deepest core.  It reminds me of in the Narnia books, when Aslan speaks of an ancient magic that even the Witch did not understand.  One that was set in place before the dawn of time.  

A mother's love is an ancient, deep magic that goes back before the dawn of time itself. 

It's a magic that cannot be broken by sickness, fear, or time.  

It is not swayed by dismal pronouncements from surgeons or negative test results.  

This love endures through sleepless nights and missed meals and endless tears.

I have found myself in awe as I witness the power of this love.  While I love my daughter with everything I am, my love for her has never been tested to this degree.  And I pray it never is.

The other night, I was on my way back from the hospital, and I found myself hearing the words of I Corinthians 13 spoken to me from the deepest recess of my memory.

"Three things will last forever—faith, hope, and love—and the greatest of these is love."

Isn't it interesting that a book of faith would tell us that even greater than faith is love?

As the author, Paul, tells us, without love, faith is meaningless.  Without love, all the knowledge of every surgeon in the world will eventually be useless. Without love, hope is empty.

"Love never gives up, never loses faith, is always hopeful, and endures through every circumstance."

Love, at its very core, is faith.  It is hope.  It is never failing, never breaking, and never weak.  A mother's love is the ultimate and most perfect expression of human love.

I believe that love can move mountains.  Over the past few days, I've seen the most dire predictions of world-renowned surgeons slowly but surely crumble away in the face of a mother's determination and love for her child.  

Though I have felt the grief and the pain, more than that, I have felt the love.  I am left in absolute awe at the powerful love that I can almost physically see radiating from this mother.  It's so strong as to almost be a tangible presence in the room; a strong warrior fighting, a beautiful heart hoping, an angelic spirit keeping the faith.

A mother's love determined to bring her son home.

In the presence of such an awesome love, I can do nothing else but be filled with the same hope and faith.  I am filled with the belief that one person's tiny little world, which encompasses all who love him, can be set to rights once again.  

Promises will be kept.  A child will be healed.  A mother's love will triumph.  The greatest of these will remain.




Quotes from I Corinthians 13, New Living Translation