Christmas Eve

The day before Christmas was most definitely an exciting day in our household. The minis were barely able to contain themselves in all their excitement. Oh, who are we kidding. Nothing was contained. It was pandemonium for most of the waking hours of that particular day. Had we rafters in our house, there most definitely would have been children hanging from them. Santa was tracked via the internet machine. Windows were checked repeatedly. The sky was closely monitored from our house. All creaks and mysterious noises were investigated.
At night, we bundled up and went for a stroll around the neighbourhood to admire all the beautiful lights. It was unforgivably cold, so we only looped around one block. I must say though, that once we returned home, that bedtime was probably the easiest bedtime in history. The minis were well aware that Santa only visits a sleeping household, so they were all too eager to say their goodnights and snuggle into their beds.

Day 21 - Christmas Eve

As it turns out, once you factor in sleepovers at Grandma and Grandpa's and elf recuperation days (from having been touched), Day 21 was Christmas Eve. Ginger got out Mamashunga's favourite cookie recipe, also known as "the best chocolate chip cookie recipe in the known universe". She also found our Santa plate for us.

 Candy Cane brought the Minis some ultra cozy matching pj's. Or as Mr. Doo refers to them "Pa-jammies".

And thus ends our daily visits and adventures with our friends from the North Pole. Until next year, fare thee well Candy Cane and Ginger!

Day 20 - Playroom Shenanigans

Candy Cane wrote a message on the chalkboard... Tootie wrote back. 

Sweet snacks for Ginger in the toy high chair!

They also left behind some festive colouring books for the minis to colour in.

Day 19 - Elves on the Shelf...With Another Elf

 The elves were found hangin' with their homeboy...on the shelf!

Farewell My Feline Friend

Murphy was known by a plethora of names, Steve French, Murphy Man, and Maow being the most common. Papashunga and I adopted Murph from a local Humane Society when he was just a wee kitten, only months before we were about to have a wee kitten of our own. We figured it would be good parenting practice.
Murph brought a lot of joy to our family. The minis loved to love Murph. He didn't always tolerate it well (he was a bit of a biter), but that didn't stop them. And despite occasionally lashing out, it was clear that Murph loved being a member of the family. He was where we were. He wasn't one of those cats that runs away when company comes, or is off in the corner when everyone is sitting in the living room. No siree bob, nobody puts Murphy in the corner. Murphy was right up in everybody's business. All the time. If you were not a lover of cats, watch out. Murphy's cat-dar would detect it and he would mercilessly pester you.
As a wee kitten, Murphy would climb the back of my chair and nestle into my hair. As he got older, he spent many hours in my lap, ever a warm and cozy companion.
And so, it is with a heavy heart that we bid farewell to our family pet, who was found peacefully at rest in one of his favourite cuddle spots, the Shunga bed.

Rest in Peace Murphy

July 7, 2008 - December 20, 2013

Day 18 - TP Mischief

CandyCane rolled down the stairs in a roll of toilet paper this morning.

Ginger was hiding behind the Christmas tree.

Day 17 - Bathroom adventures

Candy Cane and Ginger were in the bathroom this morning. Candy Cane was perched atop a towel and Ginger was hiding above Mamashunga's cosmetics. I'm hoping the rascal didn't use too many of them up!