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Hamilton Christmas in Photos


Fritshaw Christmas

Our Christmas #1 in photos. 

Sitting for Santa

On Sunday we went to the Mall at Lawson Heights to get the boys' photo with Santa. Unfortunately, Santa from last year was not there. Please send some love to his family . . . we heard he passed away. Read about our great experiences with him HERE. The new Santa was an incredibly kind man and the boys did great. We thought we better get a shot of Calder alone in case Boone didn't cooperate.

As you can see, we had no problems with cooperation from Boone. He even snuggled in to Santa for the last shot. He takes after his brother. Here is Calder's first photo shoot with Santa. We were in Rapid City, SD spending Christmas with my brother, Luke.

Grief Connection

I had an incredible conversation at a Christmas party last week. There were tears and laughs and I walked away trying to remember all the things we spoke about because it felt like many of them directly touched my heart.

The woman I spoke with, like me, has an intimate relationship with grief. Although K. is 25 years ahead of me on her journey and the loss she suffered quite different, I feel like she knows exactly how I feel.

I have known of K's loss for a number of years. She reached out to me after Tripp died and has sent me many kind and considerate words over the last 2 years. Even though I knew about her loss, I had never heard her entire story. She shared with me the events leading up to and following the death of her beloved. I found myself repeating, "I would not have been able to do that" over and over in my head. Even as I thought it, I smiled at my own mistake. MANY people have told me that they wouldn't have been able to function, or go on if they lost o…

I couldn't help myself. Phil Robertson.

If you haven't heard about Duck Dynasty's Phil Robertson's anti-gay remarks, then you probably aren't on Facebook and must not have seen the news or read the paper for a few days.

Here is exactly what he said from the Huffington Post:

“It seems like, to me, a vagina -- as a man -- would be more desirable than a man’s anus," Robertson told GQ. "That’s just me. I’m just thinking: There’s more there! She’s got more to offer. I mean, come on, dudes! You know what I’m saying? But hey, sin: It’s not logical, my man. It’s just not logical.” “Everything is blurred on what’s right and what’s wrong. Sin becomes fine," he later added. “Start with homosexual behavior and just morph out from there. Bestiality, sleeping around with this woman and that woman and that woman and those men. Don’t be deceived. Neither the adulterers, the idolaters, the male prostitutes, the homosexual offenders, the greedy, the drunkards, the slanderers, the swindlers -- they won’t inherit th…

Lessons From Tripp

A good friend posted THIS on her Facebook wall stating, "Jordan this reminded me of some of the great yet terrible ways you have taught me to be a better friend." 

How true. Good can come from tragedy if we choose to learn from it. The article is titled, "6 Mistakes People Make When a Friend's Child Dies", but I think the lessons transfer to a number of situations. 

For me #4 really hit home. The first Christmas is hard and seeing pictures of other people's healthy bundles ripped at my soul. I found birth announcements even harder. I know they were never sent with the intention to hurt, but part of me just felt like healthy babies were all around me, yet I didn't have the one I wanted in my arms. The cards were a fast reminder of how unfair things had become in my life and what I had lost. Just over a year after Tripp passed my cousin and his wife sent me a birth announcement and thank-you card for their precious little bundle M. Inside the envelope was a…

This might make you a bit queasy

I have a cold. It was not on the To-Do list. Calder got one on Wednesday, but is luckily starting to feel better. I am not sure what's up with Boone. He seemed to have the start of the cold on Saturday with a fever (didn't have a thermometer so couldn't actually check) and then on Sunday he woke up with this pus filled blister:
Bad quality of shot, but it was hard to snap our wiggly, screaming child. Both Hugh and I wanted to document it. Have you read THIS story? Actress, Sarah Chalke, saved her son's life by being taking things into her own hands. She ultimately aided doctors' discovery of what was wrong with her son by documenting his symptoms with pictures. I am not saying this blister is the start of some horrific disease. I just feel like it is so easy to snap a picture, it is worth the little fight and few tears to get it.

You can see in the shot it is quite red around the blister. The doctor at the walk-in clinic had no idea how he could have gotten in. I …

It's a wrap

Hugh only has 8 days left of school before Christmas. We are so excited to get to spend the holidays with him at home! Calder asked me earlier this week if Christmas was on the weekend. Hugh is only home on weekends, so this inquiry was based solely on that fact. When I told him Christmas was a holiday, he quickly asked about Boxing Day. How the heck does he know about Boxing Day?! 

Hugh and I have put a big dent in my to-do list. It feels awesome. I am going to try and stay busy the next few days and really power through it. Most of the fun things are left, like wrapping gifts and baking, but there are still a few items that I am dreading, like cleaning the house. What can you do?

Rosie pulled quite the stunt on Sunday night. She wrapped both of the boys' doors. Well, I should say she wrapped Calder's door. She tried twice to wrap Boone's and woke him up both times. She did manage to get the paper draped over Boone's and then left a note for me to finish the taping! I …

Sugar Cookies

I may have blogged about these cookies before, but they are a hit around our house. I know they are good because Calder has been ANNOYING the heck out of me to make them ever since he found the Christmas cookie cutters in a box of decorations. Another good indication they are good is that I have seen my brother and husband eat a dozen in one sitting. My sister has probably also eaten close to that many as well, but she likes to sneak them when people aren't looking. It's like it doesn't count if no one sees!

Calder did a fabulous job of being my helper. On Thursday he was with me every step of the way while we made the batter. On Friday, he stood by me and helped cut all the cookies out and then he decorated every single one with sprinkles. He only iced one - his first cookie you see him eating here. I wasn't ready to ice and he wasn't willing to wait to eat one! As I said on Friday, we were very busy last week and Sugar Cookie Friday was no exception. We had a sma…

What a week!

It has been crazy around our house this week. This is the first time I have been able to sit down at the computer to write and feel like I won't fall asleep from exhaustion at the keyboard!

Some of the crazy has been life, some of the crazy has been December (the busiest month of the year), and the rest of the crazy has been me getting crazy about life and December!

Hugh has been great. I made a list and he is helping me tackle it. It is hard getting the some of the Christmas stuff done working around naps, activities and carting around 2 kids (who can't be present for some of the shopping!). He reminded me yesterday that December is busy. We just need to suck it up. Hugh and I are homebodies and like our down time. When we start having multiple evening and weekend obligations we get out of sorts. Don't get me wrong, we love all the festivities, we just wish they were spread out over a couple of months instead of one! But obviously that wouldn't be nearly as fun!

My si…

Rosie the Elf

On Saturday Hugh gave Calder the Elf on the Shelf book. They read it and talked about it. Calder didn't seem overly excited, but we hoped he would get more excited when he saw what the elf was up to.

On Sunday morning it was my turn to get up with the boys (Hugh and I take turns sleeping in on the weekend) and only minutes after Boone and I got up, Calder crawled out of bed. As the three of us moved to the living room I remembered the elf. Or rather, I remembered we had forgotten about it. I went darting back into our bedroom to confirm with Hugh that he had told Calder the elf was coming that morning. He had. . . Not surprising since was our plan all along. Unfortunately, we completely forgot about he plan and the elf was still hidden away in the box. I quickly sent Calder back to our bedroom for some cuddles with Hugh and raced to our office to get the elf.

Here's what I came up with in 30 seconds. So much for being stoked to start this whole Elf on the Shelf thing. WE FORGOT…