Little Rockers

After I typed that title, I had to laugh. . . and I left it anyway. My boys all got Power Tour Electric Guitars for Christmas, and that is all we have heard since. They are really funny to watch, jamming out (Berek really gets into it). Even Gracie has been playing them, they have a setting to teach you how to play the different rock-n-roll songs. I think I have heard the first line of "Wild Thing" atleast a million times in the last 24 hours.

Matching Jammies

We, as most of you probably, too, have the Christmas Jammies tradition on Christmas Eve. This year Steve got Gracie and I matching Jammies from Cabelas, how fun is that! Check out my new mantle in the background, I love it.

Here Reindeer, Reindeer, Reindeer

Along with milk and cookies for Santa, we put reindeer food (oatmeal and glitter) out on Christmas Eve, so that Santa knows where our house it. The wind was blowing and I kinda like the way the flash caught the glitter in the air.

Hey, what do you know, we have a sledding hill

It finally snowed the kind of snow the kids could really play in. After they had been out a while, I noticed them at the top of our lot, getting ready to sled. It made me laugh because we have gone to other places to find sledding, and we have a great hill right there:). It took the little boys some help from their big brother to smooth out the snow, so they didn't have to do the caterpillar lurch to get going. As soon as Gracie and her friend, Bailey, saw them, they headed out too. Gavin and his friend, Garrett, were having fun "grinding" with the snowboard, while the little boys used their jump for their sleds and tubes. There were several times I was sure they were going to get decapitates by running into the playset, the snow wanted to take them right there. My trees got hit a couple of times, and they even ended up on the patio a few times. There were a few crashes, but no blood (which is good, because I am out of band-aids). They had a ball and stayed out until almost dark. I couldn't believe they weren't frozen solid.

Move over Martha!

Can't catch me, I'm the Gingerbread Man!

So, I had a great idea to have a gingerbread house contest, and split us up into two groups and see whose house turned out the best. Gracie thought we should have all gotten one of our own, but since they are $9.00 a piece, and I didn't think royal frosting would turn out for me, I opted for 2 and to have the contest. We drew for teams;Bridger, Berek and Gracie got on my team, while Gavin and Gage got on Steve's. Right off the bat theirs was turning out better. Who would have thought my dear hubby would have a knack with frosting. I am pretty sure our frosting was defective, it would only come out in big globs. How big was that hole supposed to be, anyway? So I tried the Pampered chef cake decorator thing, which by the was is way over-rated, and just ended up in a big mess. As I decorated windows and doors with rows of frosting, well sort of, Berek picked up the original bag and went to town on the roof. He even managed icicles, in a way. Gracie was getting pretty frustrated with him. And when we went to put on the gingerbread people and the tree, Bridger had eaten the tree. Meanwhile Steve is loopty looing and perfecting his masterpiece. I teased him that atleast mine was a team effort. He did let the boys put a couple of candies on:). We voted, our won, of course, there were four of us. I think it was almost as messy as the pumpkins.