Friday, December 30, 2011

Identifying with The Grinch

Hello hello! I hope you've had a stellar Christmas and have begun recovering from turkey/ham/roast beast coma in time to look forward to the new year. I had a wonderful Christmas and am still finding myself reflecting on the season. 

I love Christmas. Always have, always will. So how did I find myself commiserating with The Grinch do you ask? Well, one of my Christmas traditions is to squeeze as many Christmas movies as possible into the month of December. This year, the list included A Muppets Christmas Carol, Nativity!, The Nativity Story (a favorite of mine), Home Alone I and II, and A Charlie Brown Christmas. On Christmas Eve, with little time left, I caught the latter half of The Grinch who Stole Christmas while dropping by to visit my friends Nick and Bekah. I remember owning a the book when I was very young--probably no more than two like Cindy-Lou Who--that my Dad would read to me. 

Yes...but how do you relate to The Grinch? Ok, ok sheesh, I'll get to the point. There is a line in the story that I've heard many a time but this year it it hit me; struck me through and through as only a poignant statement can do! Ok sorry, I just couldn't resist getting into the Dr. Seuss spirit...

"And what happened then...? Who-ville they say that the Grinch's small heart grew three sizes that day!

And this year, I knew exactly how the Grinch felt...

It was a very merry Christmas for Rhys and I; our Christmas present came early this year.



Saturday, December 24, 2011

Oh Holy Night...

Hello Blog Friends! 

I hope you are having as lovely a Christmas as I am and, in spite of the crazy-busy season, are finding the quiet moments to remember the amazing birth of Christ. I will keep this post short as my bub is, as I type, waiting to read J.R.R. Tolkien's Letters to Father Christmas by lantern light. 

So I thought I would share this video with you so that we can remember the first and greatest Christmas in history. It's very sweet and the older I get, the more convinced I am that children are the best storytellers. (Disclaimer: This video does not belong to me and I am very grateful to youtube and more importantly, St. Paul's Church of Auckland NZ for letting me borrow it. :)

O holy night! The stars are brightly shining,
It is the night of our dear Saviour's birth.
Long lay the world in sin and error pining,
'Til He appear'd and the soul felt its worth.
A thrill of hope the weary world rejoices,
For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn.
Fall on your knees O hears the angels' voices...

Wednesday, December 7, 2011

How Lovely Are Your Branches

The next order of business was decorating our beautiful, little, tree. I really like color schemed trees simply, because they look pretty. As an added bonus, color schemed trees are easier when you are just starting to collect your own ornaments. One of my favorite color schemes for Christmas trees is blue and silver but this year, I decided to take inspiration from my little Swedish horse ornament that my Mom gave to me last year. It was a favorite of mine from her collection that she very kindly passed on to me. So a red and white color scheme it is. Our tree is now sparkly-warkly beautiful though, it still needs a few more decorations. Now, without further ado:


Yes, we have become those photograph-crazy first time parents. 

My favorite Christmas photo thus far. Doesn't Tilly look like a chubby cherub from a Renaissance painting? 

Rhys very ceremoniously crowning the Christmas tree.



Tuesday, December 6, 2011

O Tannenbaum, o Tannenbaum!

"You are as green in winter’s snow, As in the summer’s richest glow" ... and thank goodness for that since it's summer here on the Southern hemisphere. Hello Blog Friends! Happy Christmastide! I hope now that December is here, you are getting into the Christmas spirit as early as possible. Christmas is such a busy time that it can be easy to blink and miss it. I would hate for that to happen so Rhys and I started listening to Christmas music before Thanksgiving and the decorations went up on December 1st. Another reason I am thrusting myself into all things Christmas is, as I said, that it's summer here in little Aotearoa which makes it feel much different from the Christmas season that I am used to. There will be no dashing through the snow nor any chestnuts roasting on on an open fire. Still, I am determined to make my own little house feel as cozy and Christmasy as--for those of you who read my favorite blogger's blog--you can imagine my parent's house always feels around Christmas. And although Tilly is too young to appreciate it yet, it still is her first Christmas so I want to go all out.

The first order of business was, of course, procuring a Christmas tree. I love love love pine trees and so I am very grateful for their hailed "unchanging leaves." So come with me on this pictorial Christmas tree adventure!

The Christmas Tree Farm. Random fact about the Paper Canary; I've always wanted to have a Christmas Tree farm. 

Charlie Brown Tree

Tilly, perhaps not quite as excited about the tree as we are. 

Found our tree! Rhys wearing a devilish grin as he prepares to cut it down.