I sure hope Santa brings Everleigh a baby for Christmas. Oh wait.
Our baby is obsessed with babies. Naked babies, I might add. The girl has a problem. But I guess as long as these are the only babies we have to worry about--we'll take it. We can't handle any more real human babies in the Bergie Bunch...and that's for real!
The good news...our 3 year old still loves to be rocked and snuggle with her daddy. She really is a daddy's girl...
The kids have been loving having Oliver around. Normally, mornings are terrible for me. Waking Hudson is a nightmare. But when you have an elf on the shelf to go find, it's a heck of a lot easier to get out of bed! I'll take the 27ish days of work at night for an easier morning.
As a mom, one thing I absolutely hate is missing out. Missing out on anything my children do. I've been really fortunate to have a flexible job, so I can get to concerts and special events at school. I make it a point to be present for so many of their firsts. And I had an amazing day care provider who never did "see" the kids take their first steps or hear them say their first word. She was always positive it would happen at home and that mom or dad would be the first to see. God, I miss her. Anyway, I digress.
I always knew that there would be a time where Craig and I would have to split up to attend different events. In my mind, I could see us with big kids, like middle school or high school...splitting up to attend different sporting events because we just couldn't both go to everything.
I just didn't see me missing out so soon.
This weekend, Paisley, Everleigh and I were pumped to go to Makyah's first dance competition of the year. Paisley and I go every year, and this year we were bringing Ev too. I asked Craig what he thought he would do with the twins. He told me he was going to take them to have lunch with Santa, and for a horse drawn wagon ride. And to see real reindeer, and Elsa and Anna! My heart sunk. I really wanted to watch their eyes light up when they saw all of those things. But the girls and I had plans...and I promised Makyah we'd be there. I was torn.
And so, Evers decided to go see Santa, and Paisley and I went to the competition. Craig sent me pictures the whole day. Even though I loved my one on one time with Paisley, it was so hard knowing that they were all doing something else. I know these moments will happen more and more as we have to make decisions about where to be, when. We are so totally outnumbered, that it's not possible to see every magical moment. I know it's not like I missed their graduation or them dancing a solo or anything...but it was still hard. Thank goodness for these texts (and about 20 more) that Craig sent throughout the day.
Even though I missed Craig and the littles, there's not much else I'd rather do than watch dance all day.
We found the perfect tree. In the parking lot of a grocery store. Nope, no trekking through the woods for us...but our tree is perfect, and the van stayed warm and running the whole time.
As soon as the tree was done, we made some hot chocolate, hopped in the van, cranked the Christmas music and drove to see the beautiful lights in Irvine Park. One of Craig's favorite traditions and memories from his childhood is of their family sitting in the back of his dad's station wagon with blankets and driving around to look at lights. Although we can't all pile in the back of a vehicle anymore (darn laws), we hope our kids will remember this tradition just as fondly.
(the flash of a camera in the dark makes for some not-so-great pictures, however)
XOXO,
Brook
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