Merry Christmas!

Happy Holidays!!

A Letter to Santa

To all you moms out there...

I heard this letter first from mother-in-law Robin. You may have heard it before but if by chance you haven't... and you have a minute out of your busy holiday schedule, I recommend you take the time to read this. It is a little lenghty but worth it.

A Mothers Letter To Santa

Dear Santa,

I've been a good mom all year. I've fed, cleaned and cuddled my children on demand, visited the doctor's office more than my doctor, sold sixty-two cases of chocolate bars to raise money to plant a shade tree on the school playground.

I was hoping you could spread my list out over several Christmases, since I had to write this letter with my son's red crayon, on the back of a receipt in the laundry room between cycles. and who knows when I'll find anymore free time in the next 18 years.

Here are my Christmas wishes:

I'd like a pair of legs that don't ache after a day of chasing kids (in any color except purple, which I already have) and arms that don't hurt or flap in the breeze; but are strong enough to pull my screaming toddler out of the candy isle in the grocery store. I'd also like a waist, since I lost mine somewhere in the seventh month of my last pregnancy.

If you're hauling big ticket items this year, I'd like a care with fingerprint resistant windows and a radio that only plays adult music; a television that doesn't broadcast any programs containing talking animals; and a refrigerator with a secret compartment behind the crisper where I can hide to talk on the phone.

On the practical side, I could use a talking daughter doll that says, "Yes, Mommy" to boost my parental confidence, along with one potty-trained toddler, two kids who don't fight, and three pairs of jeans that zip all the way up without the use of power tools.

I could also use a recording of Tibetan monks chanting, "Don't eat in the living room" and "Take you hands off your brother", because my voice seems to be out of my children's hearing range and can only be heard by the dog.

And please, don't forget the Play-Doh Travel Pack, the hottest stocking stuffer this year for mothers of preschoolers. It comes in three fluorescent colors guaranteed to crumble on any carpet and make the In-laws' house seem just like home.

If it's too late to find any the these products, I'd settle for enough time to brush my teeth and comb my hair in the same morning, or the luxury of eating food warmer than room temperature without it being served in a Styrofoam container.

If you don't mind, I could also use a few Christmas miracles to brighten the holiday season. Would it be too much trouble to declare ketchup a vegetable? It will clear my conscience immensely. It would be helpful if you could coerce my children to help around the house without demanding payment as if they were the bosses of and organized crime family; or if my toddler didn't look so cute sneaking downstairs to eat contraband ice-cream in his pajamas a midnight.

Well, Santa, the buzzer on the dryer is ringing and my son saw my feet under the laundry room door and wants his crayon back. Have a safe trip and remember to leave your wet boots by the chimney and come in and dry off by the fire so you don't catch cold.

Help yourself to cookies on the table, but don't eat too many or leave crumbs on the carpet.

Oh, and one more thing Santa; you can cancel all my requests if you can keep my children young enough to believe in you.

Merry Christmas to all you hard working Moms!

Jingle Bells

I ran across this video of Porter singing Jingle Bells last year at Christmas and it made me laugh all over again. He would always walk around singing the song to himself so I turned on the video and asked him to sing it for us... little did we know what we were in store for... not your typical rendition of Jingle Bells. The best part is at the end when he admits that he is "not ok". Not sure what exactly had gotten into him but sure glad it didn't last!

Seasons Greetings!

This is it!... Our official Christmas card since I never got them printed or mailed.

Seasons Greetings from the Rosenlofs!!

Busy Times

Life here at the Rosenlof's has been busy, busy! (Thus the lack of posting to the blog) Just a little recap of what has been going on in "our crazy world". We started off last Monday by getting our Christmas tree. The boys had a blast at the Christmas tree lot ,running a muck, while mom and dad tried to agree on a good ol Cougar Mountain Christmas tree that would actually fit in our little house. After spending probably way too much money (on something we are just going to throw away in a few weeks) we brought the tree home for some good old decorating. Phearson and Porter were both very excited about the whole event and were very "helpful" at getting the lights and decorations on the tree. After about three times of putting all the ornaments on the tree, then off the tree, and then back on the tree again, I managed to convince Porter that the decorating was done. He was pretty proud of the finished project. Phearson helping with the lights Porter just getting started Round two of putting ornaments on the tree... obvious who was decorating-note the height of all the ornaments. Phearson checking out his brothers decorating job Porter still hard at work The finished product! Finally!! The middle of the week consisted of work for mom and dad, school and play for the boys and a little Christmas shopping in between. Friday Ryan and I had a fun evening and dinner with Matthew and Megan at PF Chang's for Megan's birthday. Great food, conversation and company... who could ask for more! Thanks to Grammy for babysitting!! Happy Birthday Megan!!

The "boys/friends" Saturday brought more fun still. Saturday morning was our ward's breakfast with Santa. The morning was filled with friends, cousins, food and of course... Santa. Who could ask for a better way to start the day. Then after breakfast with Santa... was back to our house for Jack's birthday party. It was a "skateboard party" with a real skateboard ramp (that Ryan made) and all. So once again we ate, we partied and had a good time. There was also a huge inflatable slide that the kids had a blast on as well as did the grown ups. Fun times!! Busy times... fun times.. and I'm Pooped!

Surprise... Surprise!

Surprise... Surprise

It's A BOY... AGAIN!!

"Little Boys" Little boys come in all shapes and sizes,

Shy and adventurous, full of surprises,

With misshapen halos and mischievous grins,

small dirty faces, and sweet, sticky chins

They'll keep you so busy, and yet all the while

Nothing can brighten the world like their smile.

And no greater treasure has brought homes more joy

Than curious, active and lovable boys!

-Author Unknown