Thursday, December 26, 2013

Merry Christmas {2013}!

For those of you who we might have missed on the Christmas card list due to moves or address changes or disorganization or carrier pigeons getting lost in snowstorms...



And a wonderful year it was for us!

Christmas Eve...

After Mass

A Christmas Eve gift exchange with the cousins & grandparents



With [Santa] hat hair...


And back at home, preparing for Santa...

Her note: "Does Rudolph have a red nose? From Marie Hjelmstad." (She's been asking me for months if it's really
red, and I keep saying that I don't know because I've never seen it). Santa's reply: "Ho ho ho, thanks
for the cookies!  Yes, Rudolph's nose is red, and when it's extra cold it gets extra red!  Be good this
year, and have a Merry Christmas! From, Santa."

After the kids were in bed, the big kids got to play Santa. 

A word of advice: Say your doting husband got you the sewing machine you wanted for Christmas last year, then mentions how nice it would be to have matching family stockings for next year...don't just pin pretty stockings on Pinterest and procrastinate for 364 days before actually starting them. Otherwise you'll have to hold yourself back from punching the clock on Christmas as it rings in 3am while you try to make good on your promise. I'm sure one day I'll look back and laugh. Yesterday was not that day. Thankfully, despite the sleep depravation and a few poorly-timed machine jams, they turned out a-okay!

Meanwhile, in the next room, "Santa" was also losing sleep during the assembly process...


And on Christmas Morning...
It was all worth it!



Putting baby Jesus in the fluffy Good Deeds Manger! Then adding Mary, Joseph, and the angel
because sweet girl didn't want him to get lonely.


Neeeeeeerooooom!
(banished shortly thereafter to the garage)

The boys in heaven...

...all of them!

Bacon! BACON!!!!


Part of Peter's 12 Days of Christmas from yours truly:
A coupon for Board Game Night, "Scrabble not included; other marriage-killing games also subject to veto."


 And finally, Christmas Dinner with Gran & Granddad

 I must've jinxed myself before by mentioning the birthday cake for Jesus...because guess who has two thumbs and totally forgot about it until we sat down at the table? Fortunately, there were plenty of cookies to go around. Sorry, Jesus!


Merry 2nd Day of Christmas--we hope the first day was full of joy & love, and pray that the next ten days of Christmas will be filled with just as many blessings, if not more! 


(And sleep, too!)

Monday, December 23, 2013

Bums in the Making!

For the first time this past weekend, we headed up the hill for an intro to skiing for the kids and some prime powder time for us!

Last year...

Least year at the tail end of the ski season, we took the kids to see how long they could stay upright on a pair of skis. Our experiment turned out better than anticipated, so we invested in family season passes this year, hoping that it would be an investment in fun quality time as well. We have access to five local moutnains through our season passes (The Vail Resorts Group includes Vail, Breckenridge, Keyston, Arapahoe Basin, and Beaver Creek...also a few in other states and three French/Swiss resorts--in our dreams), so our plan is to do the grand tour-de-resorts throughout the season and enjoy the unique benefits that each hill has to offer. The mountains are all within a half an hour to an hour of each other, so we have the luxury of staying in one location and skiing different hills in the same trip if we want to. The passes also have RFID technology that will record stats like what level the kids have achieved during their lessons, what types of runs we've skied, the amount vertical feet we've climbed, and it will even beam free pictures to our account that photographers take while we're on the mountains (although half of our pictures from this weekend never showed up-bummer).

One of the pictures that made it...

Aside: Peter promised that never again would he plan a ski weekend right before Christmas. It was definitely crazy trying to get ready and packed, and not exactly the best timing with so much else to do. Like making last-minute Elf on the Shelf accomodations because we found out the night before the trip that the kids were super anxious about what would happen to Elfie while we were gone, asking a million questions about whether or not he would be in the car or at the hotel to 'watch over' them. But once we finally got to the resort, we conceded that the timing wasn't that bad, especially since the the resorts were surprisingly empty on Friday night and all day Saturday!

Elfie, photobombed by one
very dedicated golddigger.

Let the record show that Elfie indeed made it after all...and that kids in pictures are extremely unpredictable.

We picked Keystone for our first trip of the season because we've skied the other resorts before (aside from A-Basin), and heard that Keystone was a good place for kids. It certainly was, as we found out, with both free front-row family parking and a gondola line for families with small kids--score! We stayed in town and booked lessons and daycare for Saturday, leaving Sunday open for skiing with the big kids...Ethan is still too young for real skis so he went to daycare both days.

Sleepy time and getting ready in the morning. (You know you're
in ski country when the pack n' play goes next to the ski rack!)

We arrived Friday afternoon just as the snow started to fall, and dropped Peter off at Breckenridge so he could work in half a day of skiing with a friend from school who happened to be in town on vacation.

Views from our hotel, including a gorgeous Saturday sunrise over the slopes!
Saturday dawned bright and snowy, and we headed off early to drop the kids at school and hit the slopes. We enjoyed freely skiing grown-up runs and nervously spying on the kids, as we had no idea how they would actually fare during their first full-day "school" experience. We skied past the ski school area a few times, and were thoroughly impressed when we caught Marie going up and down the kids' slope with the the magic carpet (moving sidewalk) a few times, looking like a real ski bum! She also had a blast playing with Ripperoo the Dog (one lucky instructor got to dress up as the dog mascot), whose tail she felt obligated to go pull after every run. We could hear her giggling all the way from our hiding place at the fence, and later at pick-up time she was mad that she had to leave already!

Spying on Ski School from the lift, and zombie Marie going up the magic carpet.


The instructor caught me in the midst of this mom-arazzi moment;  it's hard to hear, but he asked, "Is that little troublemaker yours?" to which I replied "Yup!" and he said, "Sweet kid!" 
Proud mama right here!

According to his report card, Erik had lots of fun and skied a little, but also had an accident toward the end of the day (we normally have to tell him to go to the bathroom in public because he won't ask), so we spent that night digging up quarters for the hotel laundry. Because life can't ever be too dull, now can it? Thankfully, we still made it to church and a quick dinner before all crashing in our room from exhaustion!

An "epic" ski date!

On Sunday we dropped Ethan off and and got the kids all geared up for their first round of skiing with us. We were delighted to discover that the beginner runs at the top of the mountain also had a separate learning area with a magic carpet open to the public, so we headed straight for that. But the kids weren't having it, and after listening to Marie whimper for thirty minutes about being cold and wanting to be at ski school instead of skiing with her boring parents and not liking the "big" ski hill that was like .0002 degrees steeper than the ski school one, we finally plopped them in the gondola and headed over to one of the less-crowded back peaks to have lunch and warm up.

Pouting in the gondola on the way to lunch...

...and smiling on the way back!

That did the trick, and by the time we finished lunch and loaded the gondola back to the easy slopes, the kids decided happily that we would be their pretend ski instructors, we would play "follow the leader," and they were happy to try one more run on the bunny hill.


One run quickly turned into ten, and that single afternoon made all the difference--we both had so much fun skiing with the kids! They were both delightful, giggling little ski bums who not only made it down the "big" bunny hill, but the even bigger beginner-level slope next to it with a real chair lift, as well as the kids' "terrain park" with a tunnel that Erik kept begging to go through run after run. (We only wiped out once)! I didn't get any good footage of Erik skiing, since both of my hands were tied up using the harness and straps with him, but even on the last run in whiteout conditions, he kept asking to go again. And Marie totally blew us away with her newfound skill:



We both agreed that the transformation in less than 24 hours (which you can clearly see from the first video to this last one) was just incredible.

Little speed demon really didn't want to stop!
(And yes, I was filming while skiing--but I went 
slowly and made sure not to crash into anyone)!

And those last two hours of joy on Sunday afternoon made it unquestionably worth every single second of lugging gear around and shoving frozen fingers into mittens, and every last penny dropped from our aching bank account to get the passes and lessons and lodging for the season. Marie even told me this morning that she wished she was back up skiing and she is totally bummed that she has to wait soooo loooong before our next trip.

Wagons: the magical solution to carting around 200+ lbs
of gear and kids!

So despite all of the hard work and stressful moments, when put to the test, it appears our master plan to make fun family memories and ski bums all at once is working like a charm. I'll be counting down the days till next time right along with Marie!

Wednesday, December 18, 2013

Fluff for Jesus

A new mom recently asked me about our family Christmas traditions because she admires the things we do with our kids, and wants to keep her family focused on the the Christ part of Christmas.

I thanked her first and foremost for not being a fly on the wall and seeing how things actually go down in the Hjelmstad House.

[ahem]

And then I ran through a list of what we are attempting to do to help the kids (and more importantly us grown-ups who serve as the example) stay focused on the most important part of the season. Honestly, I have a bit of a bone to pick this year with the consumerist Christmas hype that pervades our culture, because I'm seeing it played out in one of our children recently in a rather disturbing way. She-who-shall-not-be-named just does not seem to understand our instistance that it's about giving to others, not getting for yourself; instead, every exchange we have regarding the season seems motivated by selfish desires. But I know I haven't been the greatest example recently, and we could all use some help escaping from the trap of materialism that threatens to ensnare us...and figure out a way for our weary minds and hearts to focus more freely on things eternal.

So in case you're in the same boat, I thought I'd share our "tactics" and traditions this year that we're using to get in a better mindset. The desire is there, but similar to our Fewer-than-30-Days of Thanks, the execution is spotty--because life happens--but we're doing our best to incorporate these things into the season as much as possible!

1. Good Deeds Manger
I've tried to keep the main focus on our newest tradition this year: a "do-good" manger. All it requires is an empty "manger" and some straw (any little bin or box or crate could work--I found ours at Michael's). It's a simple concept that I've seen before, and I thought the kids would be old enough to try this year; for every good deed, kind word, or job well done following directions, they are allowed to put a piece of straw into the manger to build up Baby Jesus's bed and make it as soft as possible before his arrival. But for every uncharitable action they do that would make Baby Jesus sad, they must take one straw out. They have responded to it well, and truly seem happy when they get to add a piece and bummed when they have to remove one.


I am also participating, and let me tell you, it is no fun to take that straw out. But it's also taken some deep digging to concede that I've actually done something worthy enough of adding a straw. Thankfully, the kids seem to be catching on quickly, and the system of immediately rewarding positive behavior is challenging me to recognize and affirm all the good that they do each day, which has been a huge blessing for all of us. So far so good--hopefully we'll all do enough to make Baby Jesus's bed extra fluffy and comfortable next week!


2. Shopping for others/"Africa presents"
We are trying to move toward more of a 'give-it-away' Christmas and drive home the gratitude piece, as the kids tend to complain about the gifts they receive not measuring up to their wishes (again with She-who-shall-not-be-named). So Peter had the kids make lists of what they wanted to give to each family member, took them shopping to buy them, and then patiently helped them wrap each one. (More power to him--I personally have a gift-bag-only rule because my kindergartner can wrap gifts better than me).

We also had them buy toys to leave under the tree on Christmas Eve so "Santa" can take them to kids who don't have any. Our kids have learned through school and movies and such that lots of kids in Africa don't have all the things that we are so lucky to have, so they often refer to underprivileged children as "the kids in Africa" during bedtime prayers, and have deemed their presents as "Africa presents." We've reminded them that there are kids in need all over the world, even in our own town. But the terms have stuck, so methinks we'll need to work on broadening our scope of understanding for political correctness. Marie's school is also having a toy drive so we've tried to talk about its purpose and add our own gifts to the growing pile, but unfortunately it's also sparked some comments driven by envy. Sigh.

3. The story of St. Nicholas
Along with the giving theme, I've been hitting the story of St. Nick hard this year. My inspiration was based entirely on this post (minus the part where the kids learn that Santa isn't real!). It's the best-written account I have ever read on the subject, and if you read nothing else this Christmas season, click on that link and read it. I promise it's worth your time! Next year I hope to actually celebrate the Feast of St. Nick with the kids, complete with stuffing their shoes full of treats--but for this year, his example will suffice.

4. Advent wreath
Every year I have beautiful visions of lighting our Advent wreath each night while singing a Christmas hymn and reading the day's Bible stories to the kids. Every year I fail miserably. So far this year we've only lit it twice. But the kids always love it when we do...hopefully we'll get in a few more lightings this Advent!



5. Christmas/Advent countdown
Usually we do chocolate-filled Advent calendars (I try to find ones with nativity or church-related theme pictures), but I couldn't find any this year. And I was just as happy skipping the chocolate-before-bedtime-drama, especially with a kid who doesn't understand why he can't eat normal milk chocolate. So I created a dual Advent & Christmas "count-up"/countdown on our chalkboard instead. I wanted to make sure we payed attention to both Christmas AND Advent to remind us that we're preparing for more than just presents. Like the Advent wreath, I've mangaged to update our chalkboard mayyybe every four or five days. Marie, on the other hand, updates her Christmas Countdown chalkboard multiple times a day, with different drawings to go with the number of days left. It's adorable.
Yep, that would be
from last week...




6. Christ the King tree
I swore when I was younger that I would never be one of those crazy people with more than one Christmas tree. Whoops...never say never. We decided to put our big tree up in the vaulted family room so we could have a "family" tree with toddler ornaments and room for our poor Angel tree topper who's gotten the short end of the stick five years in a row because of low ceilings.


But the living room still seemed lonely with the big space in front of the bay window where the tree was last year. So we got a small tree and prettied it up with with decorations that were slightly more sophisticated than our toddler tree. But when searching for a topper I felt like it should have something meaningful. I found this ornament, graced it as the topper, and our "Jesus" tree was born. I'm exciting to find ways to make it even more Christ-centered in appearance next Christmas.



7. Jesus for all to see
I requested this for the yard as my only Christmas gift this year. Makes me smiley inside and out every time I see the Holy Family softly glowing in the night.


We also make it a point to read children's books with the Christmas story, get out their Little Tikes nativity set for them to play with (and fight over, but hey), and put up our other nativity sets in prominent places so they're visible throughout the house.


8. The first Christmas gift
Every Christmas growing up, after we woke up and peeked at the tree and started squealing, my mom would call us into my parents' room to open the first "gift" before touching any of our other presents. She would wrap up a little box with Baby Jesus and we would open it, read the Christmas story from the Bible, and go put Jesus in the manger. I remember being annoyed by it all as I got older (duh, mom, we know what's in the box!), but thankfully I passed through that stage quickly enough to impose the tradition on my own family. I saw mention of a version recently where you can hide baby Jesus somewhere in the house, and the kids run and find Him first thing and put him in the manger [that is hopefully filled with lots of fluffy straw]. Might try that this year to change things up a little.

9. Birthday Cake
In theory, I will bake (buy) a cake and we will sing Happy Birthday to Baby Jesus after Christmas dinner. [Fingers crossed that it actually happens this year].

10. Saving some gifts
Like I said, I'm fed up with the obsession of wanting more and more 'stuff' and not appreciating what we already have. So we might spread out the gifting and save some of that 'stuff' until the Epiphany. That way the kids can spend more time enjoying the few new things they have instead of tossing them aside in lieu of something 'newer' after only two minutes. And we can use the Epiphany story with the wise men's journey to deliver gifts as another teaching point for giving to others and celebrating the newborn king. We'll also keep our decorations up for the full twelve days of Christmas until the Epiphany, instead of tearing them down the day after. Just another way to remember that the real Christmas story lasted longer than a day--with the announcement of our Savior, the celebration and visitors and sequence of events that all followed--and try to make that a part of our modern lives.

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Now, we do still do Santa, and we have an Elf on the Shelf named Elfie who the kids run to find first thing every morning. I'm okay with that. The magic of the season is special, and I think there's something to be said for enjoying modern lore along with the true meaning of the season. Our goal is to strike the right balance--to find ways to both combat the gimmes before they take hold permanently and turn out kids with a heart for others. So it's good to pick and choose what will be best for the family from year to year. None of these traditions is a requirement, or guaranteed to bring peace instead of stress, or a fool-proof guard against the materialism that surrounds us. I am still struggling to balance all of the 'should-dos' and wants with what is truly important and what we actually need. But hopefully as we work on it, we can open our hearts and embrace a better, more loving, more giving, and less stressful approach to this day that is supposed to only bring joy. And hopefully the kids will pick up on bits and pieces of it and eventually piece together the picture of Who the season is really about, now and forever.

And clearly, since we don't have all the answers and still struggle with balance in so many ways, I would love to steal some of your ideas if you're willing to share!

Here's hoping that in these last few days, we can all find the the real joy and peace that underlies the stress and hype around us!



Wednesday, December 4, 2013

20ish Days of Thanks

This year, we jumped on the bandwagon for the month of November and came up with a little family version of 30 19-26ish Days of Thanks. It started out with great intentions, but like most things around here, the follow-through was pretty meh. We missed a night here and there, caught up sporadically, went on vacation (more on that soon), and eventually just let the last few days go. I also planned on having us cut out numbered slips of paper each night to put in our Thankful Basket, but scissors, bedtime, and strong-willed children don't exactly mix well, as we discovered after a few rounds. So we just wrote it all out on our half-cut papers, which made it easier to keep track of the things we'd already written and avoid duplicates (because mommy brain).


Marie's own creation
But for all our lack of effort, the message still got through to the kids; they quickly started coming up with there own reasons to be thankful each night, and (in Marie's case) even snuck upstairs unprompted to write down a sweet thankful thought of the day that melted our hearts. The things they dreamed up were a great combination of funny, random, sweet, and profound. And they reaveled a great deal about each of their personalities. So, in no particular order, here are our lists:



Me:
  • Getting to be a SAHM
  • Our incredible marriage
  • Health/NFP knowledge
  • My 3-mile radius with everything I need
  • Advil
    Not only is it upstairs, it
    babysits, too!
    (Note Spiderman's presence).
  • Grocery store car carts
  • Teachers & therapists who care about my kids
  • My relationship with my mom
  • Safety from natural disasters
  • Getting to coach gymnastics
  • Stunning Rocky mountain views 
  • My faith
  • Those who have fought & died for our country
  • Healthcare that I can choose/that aligns with my values, and the insurace coverage that allows us to afford it
  • Reliable transportation
  • Technology
  • All the memories made & years spent with my grandmother
  • Gorgeous CO parks filled with God's amazing creation that are perfect for quality family time
  • Upstairs laundry
  • Strong relationships with my family (mom, dad, brother, sister)
  • Nice neighbors
  • The means to travel and spend Thanksgiving with extended family
  • Good books

Marie:
  • PJs
  • Nice big house
  • Mom and Dad
  • My flower blue dress
  • My bones PJs
  • The Broncos
  • My school
  • Money
  • Piggy Bank
  • My guardian angel
  • Grandma & Aunt Chica
  • My bed and furniture
  • The colors light purple and light pink
  • Tinkerbell
  • Hello Kitty
  • Holly (a friend from school)
  • Visiting Grandma, Yabba, and Aunt Chica at Thanksgiving
  • Auntie Beej & Jamie (her great aunt & cousin who she loved being silly with at Thanksgiving)
  • Santa & Elfie (our Elf on the Shelf)
  • My desk
  • George the turtle (pet turtle belonging to her great aunt and cousin...she bonded so closely with him in the two days we were at their house that she cried when she had to leave him)


Erik (with a few copied from big sister):
  • Spiderman
  • A bed
  • "I love you" (said to Mommy)
  • Hot dog buns
  • cupcakes
  • My birthday Spiderman case
  • Bones PJs
  • Pizza, pizza sauce, and cheese
  • Potatoes
  • Family Olympics (Daddy set up a little competition one night that involved a long jump and relay races, complete with a baton handoff. Talk about Family Circus.)
  • Volcanoes
  • Carrots
  • Guardian Angel
  • Movies
  • Books
  • Gran & Grandad
  • Noses for smelling
  • George the turtle
  • My snow Crocs (fleece-lined Crocs; he begged me for weeks to get him some)

Ethan:
Let it be known that everything listed below actually came out of this kid's mouth. We asked him either "what are you thankful for?" or "what do you like?" and these are the things he rattled off without hesitation:
  • Elmo
  • Mickey Mouse Clubhouse
  • Chocolate Milk
  • Thomas the Train
  • Ham
  • Erik's piggy bank (guess we should get Ethan his own...)
  • Cars
  • Dinosaurs
  • Sleepies
  • My bowtie

  • Daddy
  • Airplanes
  • Bailey's House (said woefully the day that big sister went to her friend's house and he didn't get to go)
  • Hiking
  • Gran & Grandad
  • Riding the train
  • "LMNOP"
  • My "stroll-der"
  • Oatmeal
  • Beej & Jamie (Great aunt & cousin)
  • Marie

Peter had a good list going too, but I'm being a nice wifey (<--that made the list!) and respecting his privacy. Let's just say that the things that made the cut were alternately endearing and snort-worthy. I'd expect nothing less!




Hope your month was just as full of blessings and gratitude!


Wednesday, November 6, 2013

Chapperoni!

A few weeks ago, I had the full-circle experience of a lifetime: playing chaperone for a field trip to the Denver Aquarium!

...which immediately inspired in me need to profuesly thank any and every parent, grandparent, nanny, or teacher who ever guarded me while outside the confines of my school from ages four to 17.

But really, aside from the fact that we had a 45 minute drive with a bunch of highly excitable kindergartners who had never been on a school bus before (cue squeals at every turn and quick stop) and the fact that it's really hard to keep track of a bunch of short people who keep disappearing behind some really tall aquarium displays, they were a great, well-behaved group--and it was a ton of fun!

Marie was content to ditch me and squeeze into a seat to chatter with her two friends the whole bus ride (sniff...it begins!)...


And she was the first to scout out the seahorses and starfish when we got into the aquarium--she'd been waiting all week!


We got to see a "real" thunderstorm with thunder and lighting and lots of splashing in the flash flood exhibit (sadly they all know what that means due to the recent flooding in Boulder), then we walked through tunnels under the water with sea creatures swimming all around us, and pretended to be a scuba diver like the ones in 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea.


There was also a chance to pet the stingrays, a mermaid show with "real" mermaids (one of whom happened to be another kindergarten teacher's daughter), and--rather randomly--a tiger exhibit (???) with three hungry tigers who we got to watch during their lunch time. Yum.


The two other boys under my charge were sweet as could be, and we had fun exploring together, although I would have liked to take a lot more time to look at the animals and read all of the info for each display. I'm realizing that all the stuff that used to bore me on field trips--and certainly didn't catch their attention as they were running full speed from one display to another--actually interests me now that I'm old(er). Once again with the full-circle...sorry, former chaperones, for all the cool stuff you missed when I was busy darting around strange buildings! Guess that means we'll just have to go back as a family soon and spend some time having fun and really learning together.

Marie did incredibly well with her first field trip experience, as did the other kids, and I was proud to graduate to the role of Chapperoni and help get everyone home in one piece...I will definitely be volunteering again for future trips if I get the chance!



Also, because this is as good a post as any for a tack-on...



Look! I made a Poodle Skirt! (Just don't look too closely).

Marie's class has been focusing on one number each day since the beginning of school, and last Friday--as in the very day after Halloween-- it just happened to be their 50th day of school. So, in celebration, they had another party. The day after their Halloween Party. In which they dressed in 50s era clothing and drank root beer floats and counted to fifty lots (I presume).


Anyway, since we didn't have a whole lot of notice, but also because I'm just really good at procrastinating, it appeared that an online order of 50s garb simply would not arrive in time. The two local stores I searched had no poodle skirts despite the Halloween sales, and I didn't feel like driving to who knows how many other stores outside of my three-mile radius--with kids in tow--to hunt for a skirt with a dog on it. So I found an easy-looking tutorial (famous last words) on Pinterest and tried to refine my sewing skillz some more. Let's just say that circular hems are evil, especially if that's all the pattern is...one.giant.circle. So here is my beginner sewing wisdom to pass on to you: if it says to use felt so you don't have to finish the edges, drive yourself outside the stinking three-mile radius already to a store that will have enough yardage of felt instead of buying cotton from the closest store. For your own sanity. Otherwise you will find yourself up till midnight on Halloween Eve fighting with what is supposed to look like a circle with a nice even hem which now unfortunately looks like it belongs on a 50s scarecrow.


But hey, I'm proud of what I was able to whip up in under two hours, she was happy with it, and now we have one more item for the dress up bin! Hopefully better luck next time as I tackle (mostly) straight seams for the Christmas stockings I'm attempting...