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December Part II

We went up to Bellingham on the 23rd for Grandma Christmas. The kids were not happy with Mom’s regular Christmas tree, they wanted the foamboard tree they made together a couple years ago. The kids got delightful presents. Chilkoot would only let Mom look at the pictures on the outside of his Play Do Ice Cream set — what kind of a weird four year old doesn’t want to immediately rip open presents?¬†We busted out Mom’s old flute (which apparently is now harder for Mom to toot) — but the kids didn’t particularly care about it.

As I mentioned in the previous post, KrisDi had already let me open my Christmas present, so that I could take it to Mom’s and take pictures of the wilderness behind her house. Chilkoot also got it into his head that we needed to walk to the park again, just like our last visit — even though it was like 30 degrees and he didn’t have gloves. It’s roughly 1.1 miles from Mom’ to the park — we made it, despite numerous prompts, “If you’re getting cold now, we should go back.” He’s very stubborn. But, he made it.

Christmas Eve was the big family thing at E Dubs’ house. It was what you would expect — a ton of food (a significant amount of it Polish), a ton of presents for the kids, a non-trivial about of beer, and lots of noise. KrisDi also invited her co-working to come, since she didn’t have anyone to spend the holiday with this year.

Christmas Day was the small family thing at our house. KrisDi and the kids left cookies and milk and a note for Santa (and carrots for the reindeer) by the fireplace. Kids got a ton more presents. Les and D joined us a little later in the day. We actually got snow — maybe 3-4 inches or so — so the kids got to go outside and make snow blocks and tiny snow men and throw snow balls (they assaulted the truck when Les and D arrived from Gig Harbor).

I don’t remember which day this was — but KrisDi actually got rid of a truckload of things. Mostly toys, but also some luggage and and other random stuff. Not packing densely or anything, it was pretty much one whole truck bed. And still not enough — probably a nearly equivalent amount of stuff entered our household as the result of Christmas. My dream is to someday not have things “organized” in piles — to be able to get to any given thing without having to dig more than one thing out of the way. Some day…

Most people are aware that I like beer. Fewer people are aware that I’m moderately active on BeerAdvocate.com — mostly I review beers that I drink when I’m in a situation where I can sit down and pay attention to it. But, sometimes I look at the forums. As it turns out, someone was organizing a bottle share for Seattle area BAs, and Les was available to watch the kids for us. So we met up with a group of strangers and shared beer with them. It was fun — most of the beers were very good (a very few of them were bad). We went to Pam’s Kitchen and had Trinidadian for dinner. We also went to Bottleworks and looked at beer. It was a fun night.

The next day, Mr. JJ and his son came down to our house for a bourbon barrel beer tasting. With just the four of us drinking, we went through two rounds of five beers. The kids decided that all of the beers I had staged for this event were theirs — and that they were going to sell them to us. They built a little store around my cooler, and Chilkat initially set the price at $1 per bottle, which is grossly underpriced. She eventually jacked it up to $20, and made an adorable sign illustrating the concept of paying $20 for a bottle of beer. It was a good time.

The next day, our friends from Oregon came up to stay for the weekend. Their daughter is older than Chilkoot and younger than Chilkat. It’s fun to hang out with them.

The next day was New Year’s Eve. We hosted a party, with the Popes (4), Chilkat’s friend’s family (4), our Oregon friends (3), the False Alarms (4), and us (4). It was a lot of fun. The Popes and Chilkat’s friend’s family left ~10pm, after the kids did their toast. Then we put the kids to bed, and the remainder of the adults stayed up until 3 joking and talking and drinking and playing Monikers. At some point, someone proposed a Long Island Iced Tea, with a recipe similar to the following: About six different liquors and some Coke. I made something that met that description, and we dubbed it the North Dakota Iced Tea. G False Alarm drank it very slowly.

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December Part I

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The Phoenices visit continued. For the most part it was hanging around the house(s) and drinking while Morphic did not drink, because he only visits when he plans to get sick and not have any fun. The three adult males offered to let the three adult females go out for the day, entrusting the lives and welfare of our four children with us. We finished three bottles of whiskey. Morphic took the most glorious pictures with the empty bottles, but literally whatever dripped into his mouth during the photos is the sum total of what he drank.

We also took a ride on the local Christmas boat. We found out at breakfast that morning that Sharky had an ear infection (she and her parents were fairly sure about it over the course of a miserable night). It was cheesy, but fun. They had a little craft/coloring area for the kids, and two full bars for the grownups.

I had a good time. I think the Phoenices did, too. I think the Popes did, too. But I don’t think the Phoenices will move out here.

The Pope and I also took our eldest daughters to the Snowflake ball. I wore my classiest duds — french cuffs and bottle opener cufflinks. We had dinner at Five Guys. We ran into Chilkoot’s best friend from day care at the dance, who was incredibly delighted to see her best friend’s older sister, and wanted to tag along with everything she did. The two of them accidentally started a conga line — A wanted to show Chilkat something, and to make sure they didn’t get separated in the crowd, Chilkat held onto A’s shoulders. Then someone grabbed hers, and another hers, and so on, until a conga line spontaneously had formed. Aside from consuming sugar and running pell mell through crowds, we spent most of our evening playing hide and seek and/or chasing ballons.

KrisDi and Mrs. Pope ran a 5K together — this is exciting, because KrisDi sort of randomly decided to start running for exercise in a couch-to-5K type of program. She shattered her own goal for 5K time on race day, and got 7th in her category.

You shouldn’t be surprised, we got a Christmas tree. It’s a little later than usual, and definitely more rushed than usual. We went to the local produce shop-like-thing and bought one instead of going to a tree farm and cutting one. In part, this was to save my should, neck, and back the hassle of lying on the ground and sawing. This year’s tree I think is the biggest one we’ve ever had — it exceeded our headroom by several inches, and as I write this, our tree’s angel and jammed against the ceiling.

I helped the kids make a gingerbread train from a kit. Chilkoot got sick of it quickly and went to go watch a video instead. Chilkat and I had fun with it, though.

KrisDi’s work had a Christmas party. She won a Ring doorbell, which I thought was pretty gimmicky until we discovered it’s actually useful. (1) We have a video of someone we think was prowling for packages at our doorstep. He left quickly — I think when he noticed the doorbell + camera. (2) KrisDi was able to tell the postman, who needed a signature to drop off a package, that she would be home in a few minutes. The postman was able to respond that he’d come back before he left the neighborhood. (3) A package was dropped at our door shortly after we left the house for the day — Ring notified us of the motion at our front door, we saw the package drop off, and I called my neighbor and asked him to pick it up and hold onto it until we got home.

We went down to Chehalis again for the Polar Express train ride on an antique coal fired steam train. We stopped at Dystopian State brewing for a take-in lunch (Lunchables for the kids and pizza from nearby Puget Sound Pizza). The train ride was the train ride. Kids loved it, although Chilkoot decided this year that he’s afraid of Santa. We ate Sonic for dinner on the way home — first time for the kids, and the first time in a long time for me.

Chilkat’s drew a remarkable picture of me. The kids sort of spontaneously had a spa day while I was at work and they were home with KrisDi: Chilkat painted Chilkoot’s toes (foam toe spacers and hair dryer to dry the polish and everything). Afterward, they didn’t want to quit — “What else do you do at a spa?”

“Hmm…you could give me a massage with music?”

And…because I wanted to be able to use it when we visited Mom for Grandma Christmas, KrisDi let me open my primary Christmas present early: a Sigma 150-600mm lens. It’s pretty cool. It’s also huge and heavy and hard to wield. I’ve been having fun playing with it. I’m sure I’ll post pictures taken with it, but here’s a picture of it.

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