Will was home for 19 days (but who's counting?) and Wayne's mom was with us for a week. Our home went from our relatively quiet three to a more boisterous five!
The first thing to happen was the crapper. No, really, the toilet in the main bathroom went. To be fair, it had been stopping up regularly for some weeks and we kept yelling at Zanna (not really yelling) to stop using so much toilet paper. To which she insisted she was only using 8 squares and surely that wouldn't be too much? So we blamed what must be her giant bowel movements. She's cute and petite but don't let that fool you.
Will coming home sent the whole thing over the edge - and I do mean edge of the toilet. Everywhere. Of course, this would happen on a Saturday when Wayne was trying to not only write his sermon but help a teenager from church fix his car. Now he could add "unplug toilet" to the list. It was apparent that we needed a professional and no one could come out until Monday.
Not even a professional could save this commode. After using all his plumber tools to no avail, he took that sucker off and shook it hoping to unplug whatever it was that was firmly lodged in the porcelain god. Nope. After hearing the sticker price of Mr. Rooter's cost of replacing said toilet, we promptly wished him adieu (and Merry Christmas) and Wayne went out and did it himself after watching a few youtube videos.
The week leading up to Christmas consisted mainly of me cooking, and all of us running errands while Wayne basically worked. It actually was better than that sounds!
I baked and cooked till the cows came home! With Will home, that meant no leftovers since he eats them for in-between meals. He gets so giddy with anticipation of what I'm making for the next meal that it fuels me on to culinary prowess, determined to amaze and satiate all with home cooked goodness. I can't help it. It's very fulfilling - and filling:)
Will also takes any and all opportunity to drive me around when he's home. Fran likes to get out and see things and shop. And I needed to keep buying food since we were eating constantly. So every day was planned around our big trip out, wherever that may be, making sure we'd be home in time for dinner. We enjoyed trips to Costco, Loblaws, Indigo and even the mall. I'd have to make sure we all left together after coming in together because heaven knows we can't lose grandma or whichever kid wanders off to look at something shiny!
Zanna was in the children's Christmas pageant on Christmas Eve. After all her practicing, she did a lovely job and the evening was memorable in it's candlelight, the message of Jesus' birth taught by the children, and the songs our choir sang. Z and I played together on Christmas Day and it's one of my favourite things to do with my kids!
We had our traditional Ikea Swedish meatballs and lobster tails for Christmas dinner with Jesus' birthday cake for dessert.
Fran went home on Boxing Day and we enjoyed the rest of a quiet week home. We had friends come for dinner, our kids had a sleepover, we got out for a dinner date, and we enjoyed family card games of hand and foot - laughing over what Great Grandma might say if she were here! (I'm not suggesting she's "gone", she just lives in Wisconsin).
As part of Zanna's Christmas present, we set up a new corner for her in the schoolroom/playroom. Godmother Karen has been teaching her to sew and suggested it was time to provide a machine for her budding enthusiasm. The sewing machine that my grandma had given me years ago (for some reason - I don't sew?) suddenly came to mind and we got it out of storage. Karen inspected it and was duly impressed with the fact that it was all metal and circa 1969. Yep - it worked and the sewing corner was set up.
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