Remember the days of Netflix discs arriving to your mailbox in that little white sleeve? And having to put holds on new releases? I had such a long list of movies in my queue! We’ve come a long way, and–not news to any of you–Netflix is putting out seriously good movies these days. New releases, their own original series, and more. I’m always looking for what people are loving lately, so do share. Here’s some of ours:
What are you guys doing this weekend? We have our final Christmas party, and I’m really excited. But we’re also doing a movie night with the kids. And hopefully going to search for some major Christmas lights in the area. I’m just really glad it’s the weekend!
Some weekend reading…
Thanksgiving morning Anders woke up complaining of his belly hurting, threw up one time (and Steve and I were preparing ourselves for 12 hours of it) and then not again! It was sort of amazing. When does that ever happen? That you think you’re gearing up for a real doozy, need to cancel plans (and Thanksgiving plans of all things), and then having it amount to nothing? He was fine! Anyway, that’s why the bowl is there. Some more from life at the Hunt home lately…
When your family is as diverse as mine–and by that I mean kids of all ages some of whom are already adults and living outside of the home–it’s so tricky to get family photos. The very same reason makes me even more determined to get them, especially before Nathaniel or Jordan gets married or has a job potentially take them further from home. I want several more family photo shoots in the coming years! This is only the beginning! Okay everybody?!
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Birthday celebrations are officially over for this boy. What a good 3rd birthday it was. This weekend we have company for dinner and then we are going to a Christmas party. And we’re supposed to get snow! What are you guys doing? (Side note: our Elf on the Shelf has moved twice.)
Some weekend reading…
The other day he woke up, around 6:45 or 7, his usual, and cuddled for a few minutes, also his usual. He doesn’t rush through it most mornings, like it’s a totally necessary start to his day as much as it is to mine. He moves around, his body heavy on mine, never wanting me to be facing away from him. Not my body, not my face. He’ll even take my chin between both hands to direct my face to be towards his. Eventually, he was ready to go downstairs and he crept away from the bed where I was still lying and opened the bedroom door. There’s a window at the end of the hallway. I heard him gasp and say, “It so boo-ful!” And then he ran back into the room and lifted a curtain to look outside a different window. It was facing a different direction than the first window, on the side of the house, so he dropped the curtain, and quickly climbed on the bed, and lifted another one facing the front of the house. “Look! It so boo-ful!” He held the curtain open for me. The sky was pink with the late sunrise and he wanted me to see what he was seeing.
I remember when I was little and the Christmas boxes would come out and within them, so would the Christmas books. My Mom was more organized than I am, and would tuck those Christmas books away so that when they came out again around December 1, there was so much to be discovered in those boxes besides just Christmas ornaments and a Nativity scene. Ours are stuck between all the other everyday books all year long, so the kids are used to seeing them, though we don’t actually pull them off the shelves and read them except in December.
I’ve invited my friend Rachael to post today about all the best things Boston has to offer at Christmastime. I’d take her advice (and have taken her advice) any number of times on a visit to the city. Sometimes we’re lucky enough to just follow her and the girls around as they bring us to the latest foodie stop or coolest new kid attraction in town. Aside from being an excellent tour guide, her blog is at the top of my favorites list. Her writing will no doubt capture you too. Enjoy this glimpse of festive Boston as told by Rachael! (Pictures are hers too.)
We got our Christmas tree this weekend and, given that the days deliver about three hours of sunlight right now, I’m so glad to see its twinkly presence on my first floor. In the morning when I wake up, at night when I’m getting work done, she’s there looking all charming and pretty. I vote Christmas trees in our homes all winter long. January and February are already looking bleak with her absence.