Christmas card time! For those who didn’t pay your MrsMouthy taxes and receive a hard copy in the mail, here’s the soft copy version.
And the letter:
I knew it was going to be hard to get a smiling Christmas picture with a baby and a preschooler so I decided to get a picture of all of us with binkies in our mouths and then make some reference to the song “Silent Night.” Of course, for the first time in his LIFE, Rocco decided not to put something in his mouth. It just goes to show that with kids, nothing is ever quite like you expect it will be.
Take Vincenzo, for example. We started 2010 with a four-year-old boy who thought he was a turtle. We are ending it with a five-year-old owl with zombie tendencies. If I go out for a run, I never know whether I am going to come home to a boy with large, blinky eyes saying, “Hoot hoot,” or a staggering, vacant-eyed boy saying, “Bwains…bwains…” It’s really quite unsettling.
And then there’s Rocco. The question people asked most often a year ago was, “Is your baby always this calm?” Now people are more likely to ask if he’s always this crazy. Rocco is obsessed with cars. I get him out of bed in the morning and he looks at me and says, “CAR! CAR!” to indicate he’d like some milk. Later I put him in his high chair and give him some noodles. His face lights up and he yells, “CAR!” Kevin walks into the kitchen and Rocco points at him and yells, “CAR!” We play with toy cars so much throughout the day my lips are calloused from saying, “Vvvvvvvvvv.”
Other surprises from the year include hearing a scuffing noise at dinner and turning to see Rocco crawling around the kitchen using sticks of Crisco for ice skates. There was also the time we drove to a friend’s house for dinner and unbuckled Vincenzo from his car seat only to discover he wasn’t wearing any pants. Thank goodness for underwear.
Kevin and I haven’t changed quite so much over the year. I still spend too much time thinking about what color to paint a room then changing my mind; Kevin still spends too much time painting various rooms in the house then repainting them when I change my mind. But whether we go with “malted muesli” or “sullen mist,” we both appreciate that our friends and family are here to tell us it looks great. Or not. That’s why we love you so much.
Have a very merry Christmas, everyone!
And the outtakes: (Rocco would put his regular binky in his mouth but not the funkier ones I had bought for the pictures.)
WHAT’S COOKIN’ 2NITE:
Plain pasta—stomach still isn’t too sure about food