Grace is asleep in the crib and Noah is dancing to Mozart's Night Music.
Aww.
Parents and brother are cooking. I'm helping my sister set up her new Nano. She had another mp3 player she could never figure out. She's gonna love this thing.
We're listening to a Kathy Mattea Christmas special recorded at the Biltmore Estate. It's very pretty.
I got a Deadwood Christmas fic!
Other stuff is forthcoming, but I mostly picked that, so nsm with the surprising and magic and stuff which is generally the province of celestials and dirt-worshippers.
Posting from the sky (love Virgin). Merry Christmas! Love my kids and having this time with them.
I'm so sorry about your cousin, ita. I hope you enjoy Christmas with your sister.
Posting from the sky (love Virgin). Merry Christmas!
With this being Christmas, it took me a while to correctly parse the virgin reference. Have fun with your two great kids, Suzi.
Matilda officially got too much stuff. We had to stop opening.
Breakfast has been had. We're moving into stupor and candy nibbling.
eta: And mimosas!
DH got me a lovely pearl necklace. He also got Olivia a small, matching (but cheaper) version. So cute.
Aww! You're like Marge and Lisa Simpson!
(Also, DO NOT image google "Marge and Lisa Simpson" if you have SafeSearch turned off. It seriously never occurred to me that people would draw obscene incestual Simpsons art. But oh, my god, they have.)
Egg nog is made and mostly consumed. Waffle eggwhite disaster cleaned up in kitchen. Gifts exchanged--tiki earrings received. Sister has never heard of tiki bar. Hec despairs and knows not why.
Konked out Grace is cute. Dancing Noah is cute. Christmas kids are cute.
We just got back from consuming massive amounts of dim sum. I may never eat again.
(The best part was the Chinese woman - not an employee - who came over to us right after we sat down and expressed her shock and delight that we liked Chinese food. It would have been patronizing, but she looked so genuinely pleased that we were there that we just joked about having a traditional Jewish Christmas and then pointed to DH and my sister who had both lived in Hong Kong. This sort of thing is why I prefer Sunset Park to Chinatown in Manhattan.)
Really bad (cameraphone) photo of Dylan enjoying the egg tarts:
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expressed her shock and delight that we liked Chinese food.
Is she not a permanent U.S. resident? USAian and Mexican cattle barons in the old west competed for workers by hiring Chinese cooks to improve food quality on cattle drives. The North American love affair with Chinese food is by no means new. (And I do mean all of North America. In addition to Mexican and USAian cattle drives, I believe the Canadian timber industry started hiring Chinese cooks at the same time.)