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Christmas Presents

Just initials for me!

Just initials for me!

The Mister gave us monogrammed bath towels for Christmas.

Is he trying to tell us something?!?

C.J. is a Red Sox fan; Jake prefers the Yankees.

C.J. is a Red Sox fan; Jake prefers the Yankees.

Methinks the boys preferred their Major League Baseball throws a little bit more!

One-Word Wednesday

Note the red, white, and blue trees.

It’s a great message.

Lights!

Merry Christmas to those who celebrate!

Merry Christmas to those who celebrate!

A Gift From the Heart

My older son sprays away.

My older son sprays away.

By the time your kids are in their late teens and beyond, you think you really know them. And then one day, they surprise you in the best possible way.

When my collegian returned home for his winter break from UTSA, his first order of business just about shocked me: He wanted to make a Christmas gift for his younger brother. This, my friends, was incredibly unusual, because it would be my almost-21-year-old son’s first do-it-yourself present.

Showing his not-often-seen sensitive side, my older son thought about what little bro might want and then sprung into action. The goal? Produce seven small, starred, orange balls similar to dragon balls, which are used in the Dragon Ball animated series that my #2 son likes watching.

It’s messy work.

It’s messy work.

My #1 son invested four bucks in a can of orange spray paint. We already had plenty of small bouncy balls that the boys used to collect. So while the kid was at school last week, his older bro was busy in our backyard spraying again and again and again.

The glove fits the orange crime.

The glove fits the orange crime.

At first, my son put the orange orbs onto newspaper to dry, which caused them to have bits of newsprint on them. So I gave him a corrugated tray, which helped the cause; however, he still couldn’t get the paint to apply smoothly. When the blotchy balls finally dried, he sketched his rendition of stars on them (and discovered that he absolutely could not draw well, which he was able to laugh about, thank goodness) and showed me the finished product.

I smiled and then wiped away a tear—this was such a wonderful idea but with such poor execution. Knowing how much his brother had spent on what he bought for the collegian (the baby Luigi plushie), I complimented my scraggly-bearded boy on his effort while advising him to buy another gift, which he did.

The dragon balls

The kid holds the dragon balls.

On Christmas morning as little bro opened his big bro’s gift, I held my breath wondering what his reaction would be. Another surprise: He loved it, especially since it was handmade.

My #2 son likes his special gift.

My #2 son likes his special gift.

My older son approached the kid and explained about all that went into producing this unique present, the highs and the lows. And then they actually hugged!

This just proves that it definitely IS the thought that counts!

One-Word Wednesday

My older son likes the baby Luigi his little bro gave him for Christmas.

My older son likes the baby Luigi his little bro gave him for Christmas.

Happy!

The kid’s favorite NBA player is Kemba Walker.

The kid’s favorite NBA player is Charlotte’s Kemba Walker.

A Candy Cane Christmas Wish

Candy canes all in a row

Candy canes all in a row

To my much-appreciated readers who celebrate Christmas, I hope you enjoy a sweet holiday today.

Do reindeers like candy?

Do reindeers like sweets?

Merry Christmas, y’all!

Lighting Up

Yesterday’s third night of Chanukah burns brightly.

From the candles flickering in the Chanukah menorah . . .

The bokeh’d lights shine on our block.

to the outside Christmas bulbs a-glow in the dark,

I’m partial to multicolored lights.

may your holidays be filled with bright lights, fun, and love!

Lots of colors shining here

That’s my holiday wish to you, my readers, with all my heart.

Enjoy your celebration!

One-Word Wednesday

A Christmas tree decorates the entrance of my local mall. What happened to waiting until after Halloween?

Early!

I snapped my self-portrait with my iPhone 4S in a large ornament.