So, every year we say we need to get a real sled. Trouble is, every time we’re in Chicago it’s summer. Perhaps we can remedy this since we’ll be heading to The Windy City mid-February for Ella’s christening. This year we hit the neighborhood hill with our expired pool floats from last summer. They work well enough for little kids. We saw people with real sleds and they were flying–to scary for my little bambinos. We had a blast on these things, and we truly are an example of the eighties mantra that has seen a resurgence recently.
Yep. I just did that. Never liked the song, but I sure just did that anyway.
I know there are a lot of pictures of ice here, but we did get 2 days off from school as well as a full weekend almost completely housebound. Unheard of in these parts. We don’t have salt trucks and the winding country roads out in the county can be pretty treacherous.
We have been extremely busy around here lately. It all started when we tried to move the boy’s full bed to clean along the side of it where Evan deposited various items that can only be retrieved with a broom handle or a vacuum. The bed broke (hindsight, it should not have been moved by one person. Oops) leaving us to do some thinking about what to do about their room. They toughed it out for about a week on a mattress on the floor while I tried to contact the person who had a friend almost ready to unload bunk beds almost a year ago. I got no response, so we finally had to do something. And do something we did. We moved the boys to the room upstairs and instead of just switching that room which contained their toys with their downstairs bedroom, my sainted husband agreed to let me bring my craft room downstairs and put their toys in the bonus room naively intended as a play/craft room. You might remember these rooms as they were.
The bonus room.
The toy room.
The boys’s room.
And here’s how it all looks now. I’ve still got decorating to do, but it’s been a busy few weeks.
The boys upstairs bedroom. This is a no toy zone. I have purchased specially designed wedges so Evan cannot open the window as well as a fire ladder. Training for Lucas to commence soon. Working on finding just the right curtains.





We installed that lower bar so now Evan can be a big boy and reach his own clothes too. As they grow, we plan to put shirts on top and pants on bottom. The diaper box serves as the “too small for Lucas” temporary storage. Evan’s stuff now goes straight to Goodwill. There was room in their old closet to categorize the clothes Evan would grow into next, but it just looked cluttered. I’m perfectly happy having boxes in the attic for this again. Now that their room is upstairs it actually is perfect. The abercrombie bag contains the clothes Lucas will grow into next; we do still have to wait for the spring cleaning call from our supplier for the rest. For the record, no abercombie or Abercrombie shopping for us just yet.


They now have the bathroom all to themselves and we no longer have to clean toothpaste out of the carpet downstairs. Maybe I should iron that shower curtain…letting it hang there sure hasn’t done the trick and it’s been years. Below is the now kid stuff-free main bathroom…probably need to polish that silver bowl now.


Painting this little hall right outside the downstairs bathroom this week. Lots of scuffs from the kiddos as they headed to their old room.
Back upstairs for the real playroom:


And finally, my new scrap booking room downstairs. Because I like to repurpose things when possible, I think I’d like to try and dye the blue curtains from the boys’s old room black for this room. As you can see, I’ve already gotten busy trying to catch up on my books!

Clearly there’s some organizing to be done in the closet but I wanted to show it so you can see the full potential of this room. We do have to hang the bars for supplies above my desk, but we’ll get to that.
Those two red boxes each have 14 hanging file folders with labels from preschool year 1 through 12th grade for each of the boys’s drawings and important mementos from school. I may complete school scrapbooks for them or I might just bind their papers using a Zutter or something. No matter what I choose do with them, at least I have a small contained place to keep up with them.
I am so very excited about the changes in our home. I think that finally we have found the best use for each room and will get much, much more enjoyment out of it. Looks good, doesn’t it?!
Got an inclement weather day Friday due to the major front that came through. Here are the boys enjoying it in our front yard before it all turned to ice.
I know, this looks an awful lot like it did last year. Give it up for originality! Hey, if it’s not broke…
As is our tradition, handed down from Matt’s Mom, Phyllis, we celebrate ringing in the new year with plastic flutes and sparkling cider. It’s low-key and fun. Just for kicks, here we are doing the same last year. Same place, different table.
I know it’s blurry, but I loved it anyway.
Blessings to you and yours for a great 2010. We hope for it to bring some exciting things!
Lucas decided to make a list to help Santa determine who has been naughty and who has been nice. 
Too bad Matt (Dad) got marked off of it.
After tracking Santa with NORAD, it was actually quite easy to get the boys to bed, leaving plenty of time for Santa to work his magic.
After waking up with the boys at 4 a.m. and then at 5 a.m. because they were so excited, Matt and I got up around 7:45, had a cup of coffee and opened their door to convince them to wake. Can you believe it? We had to wake them up!
We placed the main gift for the boys from Santa as well as one each from us in front of the tree. The rest of their loot was left by by the fireplace.
Isn’t that workbench just the coolest? We didn’t really have much to go on since all he told Santa he wanted was COAL.

This was taken a minute or so after he kissed the box.
(My parents actually got Matt and I the Wii Fit, but we didn’t know how to make that gel with the whole not knowing what Santa was going to bring, so we just rewrapped it. Hope that’s okay, Mom & Dad!)


He’s cute even though he’s all scarred up from the header he took onto the tile floor on Christmas Eve. Poor little guy!
Merry Christmas!
Evan had a staring role in this year’s Christmas program. Well, not really. It was a little like mayhem up on the stage. The kids in his class were not terribly focused, but to their defense, I didn’t see anyone leading them as I have in year’s past. Take a look to the left where the Vodpod is for the video of his shining performance!



We seriously can’t fathom why people would wait in line at the mall with screaming children and animals (true story!) to pay a corporation when this local Santa is at S.Y. Wilson’s with Mrs. Claus, a friendly elf and no waiting. Poor saps.
Lucas asked for a Wii again and Evan, no kidding said he wanted “COAL.”
Merry Christmas!


















































































































