Christmas Spirit

Krista learned Away in a Manger for her school's Christmas Pagent. Here she is singing at the pagent. Nana got her to sing the entire song, as well. She is such a sweetheart!

I caught Gabriel's random thought process on video, as well - hilarious, that boy!

Tidbits

So the craziness of December has descended down upon us... Mom will be so proud - updated my pictures (at least the recent stuff):

Gabriel's 4th Birthday - Handyman Mickey Extravaganza

Kopf Family Christmas Gathering 2011

Nutcracker Ballet 2011

You don't think I take excessive pictures, do you? No, couldn't be that....

Soccer Mom: Step 1

Get a Mini-Van or SUV to tote kids and sporting equipment around easily.


I will never do that.... famous last words, as Josh's car was on it's last leg - we purchases a new/used vehicle the other day:

The kids are loving the new set-up. We don't have to lean over one car seat, in order to plop Logan in and buckle him up - so nice! Krista's watching, A Bug's Life, on the TV screen (VHS - great, since I have a lot of Disney tapes). Another plus, both sides slide open - not sure what to do with all this roominess. I'm waiting for something to go wrong with it, but so far, so good. It will need new tires soon, but I can deal with that.

A Story...

about Christmas lights is about to begin - more specifically, Christmas Tree lights - even more specifically, the top lights of our Christmas Tree, which do not light up any more. As told by master storyteller, Gabriel:

Today, I saw the Christmas lights were all broken. So... I went out in the front yard and did magic on the car, so I could drive it to the Christmas Tree Lights store. When I got there, I didn't have any money. So... I told the lady, "You have the pay for them." I told her she had to come with me to put the lights on the tree. I didn't have gas, so I put washer in it. My car has lots and lots of engines, 59 of them. I drove the lady back to the house and climbed up and changed the lights. And the lights have springs in them for the batteries. I drove the lady back home. And that is the last page, the last page of my story.

***Disclaimer: Not all the information in this story are true, in fact, I'm not sure if any of it is true -- I think the boy just made the whole thing up.

No Bloggin' Mommy

So, lately I've been obsessed with online shopping and getting the best deals for Christmas gifts. Besides that, I've been saying, "No, no, no," quite a lot. Every time I think I'm getting some peaceful quiet time, one/or both boys is getting into trouble... getting into lotion in the bathroom and coating each other's hands/hair, ripping apart books, throwing toys across the room, placing toys in the sub-woofer, playing with my backup picture disks (throwing these across the room as well), climbing, falling, hurting each other..... the list goes on.

But how can I be mad at this...

 or this...