Salt Dough Ornaments

The other day I looked at my toddler’s hands and was shocked at what I saw. How did his hands get so big already?

I can remember holding them when he was a newborn, amazed at how detailed and functional such a little thing could be. His chubby baby hands were my favourite.

So in order to preserve them as they are now, as well as his brother’s very chubby little hands, I decided to make salt dough ornaments. Specifically little Santa hands. Continue reading “Salt Dough Ornaments”

Homemade Gingerbread House 

What do you get when you combine a mom who likes to bake, Christmas, and a toddler who is allergic to dairy and peanuts?

A lot…and I mean a lot of Christmas baking. But, more specifically, a homemade gingerbread house. Continue reading “Homemade Gingerbread House “

December in Ontario

Since I did not write a post during my brief holiday in Ontario, I thought I would post a few photos of some of the wonderful people I got a chance to visit.

The week began with a visit from Elise and Sandy. It was technically the first time I met Sandy, but I greeted him at the door with a  hug and felt as if we had hung out a million times before. Then Nicole arrived and we hung out, catching up on life and talking wedding until we went over to the Teeninga’s for a delicious dinner. Then the four of us headed over the Rebecca and Jory’s for our annual Christmas party.

Each year since grade 10 I have hosted a Christmas party. The guest list has seen some variation over the years as friends get busy with work, leave for other countries or, in the worst case, pass away. This year was the first year that Rachel VanHartingsveldt was not on the guest list. She has not attended in a couple years, but she was always invited. With her sudden passing this summer, annual events like our Christmas party mean so much more. I’m sad Rachel couldn’t be here to celebrate another Christmas with her family and friends, and if there is one thing her passing taught me, it is to make sure the people you love, know that they are loved.

Then Christmas Eve arrived. Hilarious family Christmas complete with an outstanding and gluttonous breakfast created the perfect start to a day that would culminate in lots of family, ice skating and a ton of delicious traditional food. It was great to see all my cousins and aunts and uncles, catch them up on my life and listen to the things that had happened to them. The boys have girlfriends and the girls are experimenting with makeup.

On Christmas day, my parents and I went to church, where they were greetors. So naturally I joined them. I was blown away by how many of the elderly people in the church knew I was living in Alberta and were happy to see my home. I guess that is what happens when both sets of grandparents attended the same church as you did.

On Boxing Day the Feddema’s came over. It was great to see all of them and to catch up with my grandma. The evening was spent laughing, carolling (because what would Christmas be without singing?), and riddle reading.

On the 27th I went to Toronto. Oh how I love Toronto. Large buildings, big malls, theatre, events, entertainment. Friends. I met up with Mel and Suzanne, who I had not seen since graduation. We tried to go shopping in the Eaton’s Centre but ended up sitting for hours in Starbucks, just doing what we do best. Drinking great coffee and talking.

On the 28th I met Karen for breakfast and I think I may have even made it home in record time. Karen and I always seem to lose track of time. When I got home we headed to Uxbridge to see my great aunt Femmie and uncle John. These relatives are basically my third set of grandparents and I always jump at the chance to go and visit them. I am happy my short visit to Ontario included a visit with aunt Femmie and uncle John.

On the 29th, my brother and sister-in-law came over and the family visited until I had to leave for the airport. All in all, it was a busy week, but I wouldn’t have had it any other way. I enjoyed my time at home and look forward to being home again at the beginning of August (for Nicole and Adom’s wedding that is!).

Heartwarming and hillarious

Tonight I attended the Mile ‘0’ Church production of “A Christmas Prayer.” Since I am the reporter and was told to take lots of photos of Christmas events to fill our supplement, I decided to take photos.

I had been snapping photos of these two little girls, because they were simply adorable and quite animated. I have another one of the blonde whisper an important secret. But this moment was by far my favourite. It was in this exact moment that the little brunette girl realized that the “lady from the paper,” was taking photos of her.

You may not find it nearly as funny as I did, but I thought I would share the laugh.