I Bet You Want To Know About Christmas
Some lame things happened, like my parents cancelling at the last minute. Mom is having Tests Done today, here's hoping they find nothing. Other lame things included our washer's motor burning out in a fit of smoke Saturday night. The repair guy suggests that our model pretty much sucks so it looks like we're actually giving ourselves a new washer for just-after Christmas.
Some nice things happened: I played in a 3 on 3 tournament. We lost in the end but had a good time and I scored a bunch of goals. And we were very very tired afterwards. Val got some really excellent gifts from her Auntie Susan, my parents and her Grandma K. We kind of sucked at giving her gifts and only offered her two kinds of stacking cups, some wooden blocks and um, these plastic pop-together kind of toys that she might be a little young for just yet.
In turn, she gave us crawling, a few claps and the flapping of arms.
Really, that was the best gift of all.
Continuing the trend of new appliances this holiday season, we were lucky enough to finally get a new microwave to replace the one Andrea had in college. Thanks, Susan and Bill, for the horno microondas! Having hot food in single-digit minutes is seriously bad ass.
But of course, it's not just about the gifts. Really, they were a very small part of the holiday. Which in my book, is sort of the point. We spent some time hanging out with my brother. It was super mellow and really nice. We also hung out with Susan, Bill and the girls, watching them have their Christmas while Val played nicely with her toys. It was chaotic and crazy, the room was littered with wrapping paper and the girls could not resist the urge to walk all over their gifts while I struggled to resist the urge to laugh at how damn funny that was.
We had our Christmas dinner at Hot Pot City with a crapload of other people, including Inga the goalie who apparently is also a regular, just not on our shift! We hugged her hello then went on to feed Val her first rice noodles, which she loved.
I had the day after Christmas off, so I went up to hang with the newly-resurfaced post-shoulder surgery Susan, keeping an eye on the girls. It was all good and the girls were ridiculously well-behaved until the end of the day when the Leap Frog table took another time-out victim.
You see, Val has discovered the joys of pulling herself up on things. If it seems like it'll hold her, she'll give it a go. So she's finally groovin on the Table, smacking it with great gusto and smiling at the lights when Riley wants to play with it, too. Which is fine. There are more than enough things to go around. In the middle of the table is a book that changes the table's mode when you flip the plastic page. Apparently, Riley wanted the book on the other page and Val's wee fingers were in the way. Riley didn't quite get why she was encountering the resistance and pushed with all of her might to get the page to go down.
While Val's wee fingers were in the way. Looking back on it, I don't think Riley was at all cognizant of where Val was, she was just trying to make the page go down.
Val cried and cried and cried and yes, I cried too. Riley apologized and Val's fine now though I'm a little scarred remembering her little finger stuck in there.
Val also has gone on to bump her head on a bunch of things and gotten her first real set of scratches in the process. I get it, my kid is going to get hurt as she learns about the world. But it still smarts when she does get hurt and I can't stop it from happening.
But back to Christmas. For Val's first, I'd say it was Really Nice. Mellow, not frantic, just some good times with family and friends-that-may-as-well-be-family. Despite the burning washer and Val's minor injuries, I wouldn't dream of asking for it to be any different. Thanks to all who helped make our first holiday as a family of three so damn nice.