A Morgan Christmas: Part One

Brandon and I have a real talent for squeezing Christmas trees into impossibly tight spaces...often, we try to do it in the rain as well- just to add a little extra challenge. Wouldn't want things to get boring!







After Putting up the tree (see background image), Brandon decided it would be the perfect opportunity to make eggnog...with Graysen.

Peas in a pod, those two...













Snuggle Picture...you know, for posterity.











Upon finishing the tree's lights, Graysen took a step back in awe and whispered, "Wow, it's...perfect!"









Noah's response? Well, he cried...but I'm sure it was just because his heart was too full to hold it all in.

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That's life, Kid...

Okay, this is a little beside the point, but it's cold outside!!!

Catch the excitement?

Anyway, Gray and I went outside for about 5 minutes earlier so that she could have a little social interaction and enjoy the sunshine.

Well, three minutes into her shivering, windblown fun, a pack of the neighborhood kids group together around a massive ant bed and begin taunting the ticked off ants.

Graysen, who really isn't sure what all the fuss is about, giggles and runs along with them, oblivious that this choice could have consequences.

* I'm going to pause here and acknowledge to you that I am an overbearing, overprotective parent who refuses to let her children learn lessons "the hard way". So, judge me. Whatever.

Anyway, so as the group migrates to the ant bed nearest my perch, I call out to Graysen.

I then proceed to lure her inside with promises of juice and a quick discussion.

After giving her juice, I begin to bargain with her..."Gray-gray, it is super cold outside and your friends are being a little reckless, do you think maybe you'd like to wait until your best friend wakes up from her nap and invite her over?"

She pauses to look at me. "Yes, but I want to play with my other friends too."

Did I mention her methods of negotiation have almost surpassed mine?

I reply, "I know, love. But your other friends are playing in an ant bed, and when those ants get mad they're going to jump on your friends and bite them really hard! Don't you think that's a bad idea?"

Graysen's forehead creases as she carefully chooses her next words..."Hmmm...yeah...that's not berry smart."

"You're so right, it's not." I smugly reply.

Her face lights up like a light bulb, "I need to go tell my friends not to play in the ants!"

"That's okay, Gray."

With even more enthusiasm, she replies, "But Mommy, I have to!"

Well of course this is long after I have warned the gang of ant killers against provoking "biting" insects, so I take a breath and think out my next move..."Well, Graysen...I don't think that your friends are going to listen to you."

"But, why?" she replies.

"Because baby, they think that playing in the ants is fun, and they don't care that they may get bitten."

The look of deep concentration returns to her face, "Well..." she pauses again, obviously feeling a little confused and defeated, "that's not berry smart either."

I nod, encouragingly.

She slumps down into the couch and picks up the t.v. remote, disillusioned for the first time by the senselessness of human decision-making.

Life lesson #1, Kid.

You almost made it 4 years.




Happy Birthday to my Graysen, who turns 4 this Sunday! :) Pin It