Merry Christmas 2013

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Easter has broken through!

This past month, and really the entire season of Lent, caught me somewhat off guard this year. I made a half-hearted attempt at giving up fast food and failed miserably within a week. I think I expected, since I was in the second trimester, to have a bit more energy. Or to want to do more, to write more, to be creative. To cook. Something different than the way it has been. Of course, we were kept busy with all sorts of fun things like a family wedding and a trip to see Thomas the Train (which I plan to write about soon!). But I hope that nesting phase kicks in soon because our house is nowhere near where it should be if a new little one wants to join us in our humble abode. Thankfully all nausea and sickness is behind me, just lethargy remains. Every day I wonder why I am so tired. It might have something to do with not being able to sleep, you know, because of the little kickpuncher inside my belly.

Thankfully, just before Holy Week, I found my stride. Or at least, started walking again, getting back on the path to being somewhat productive and making our home more of a haven than something I'd like to run screaming from everyday. Signs of new life:

I actually got out the box of Easter decorations. (Not that we put them all up this year, but it was a start!) We put up the egg tree.

Both boys had baskets for our church's Easter Egg Hunt. (I did have to dump out stuffed animals from one of them, but at least they had a place to stash their finds.)

The entire family was together for one whole Saturday. We hunted eggs. We ALL took long naps.

On Palm Sunday, we started a tradition of doing a hacked version of Lenten Lights. We used the readings as a guide, but since they didn't hold the little ones' attention all that well, we alternated between the "official" readings and choosing relevant passages from The Jesus Storybook Bible, by far the best children's Bible I've ever read. Have I raved about it yet? I should.

By the grace of God I faithfully started and finished N.T. Wright's Holy Week devotional: The Scriptures, the Cross, and the Power of God. I thoroughly enjoyed reading the small but powerful chapters taken mostly from Matthew and John's account of Jesus' last week leading up to the crucifixion and I hope to share more thoughts with you on that soon. It was a first for me -- to read something so regularly.

I bought (free with CVS bucks) an egg-decorating kit, fully intending to use it before Sunday. Oh, well, maybe next year? I did buy some little goodies for their bags and didn't spend ANY money on candy this year, thanks to coupons and sales and some surprises that showed up at our door from a kind neighbor.

I was glad for the Maundy Thursday service, which I think got me back into a right way of thinking about and living out all that Holy Week entails. That, and the generosity of a friend who helped me clean my house that morning helped prepare me for the weekend festivities.

On Good Friday, I spent much of the day at home, but had an unexpected opportunity to peruse Marshall's and Home Goods in the evening--sans kids-- to spend a gift card and help add some small touches that make our home a bit more livable. (Hint: I will gladly accept gift cards to said places and any and all cash upon occasions which call for celebrations in the near future -- the day of mothers, my birthday, etc. I have bunk beds to buy and to outfit with linens! Rooms to redecorate! A new baby! Did you know they even have hedge clippers there, apparently seasonally?!)

Saturday was spent shopping in preparation for our Easter meal and for our friends' annual Lamb Roast. Yay for Greek food and good friends and beautiful weather and bubbles! And swings!

On Saturday evening, I actually ironed the boys' adorable seersucker Easter outfits (that I had purchased in March for a steal!) and put together baskets of goodies that I then hid around the house. I think this is the first year I really made a big deal about Easter baskets. No real "bunny" talk (they knew it was from us) but we did see an ACTUAL bunny hanging out in our yard over the weekend.

We were up early Easter morning. Gaines left around 7am to practice a song for the "sunrise" short service at 8am. Jacob got up and dressed on his own not long after, yelling "Christ is risen!" while somehow not waking up Ethan, who slept until it was almost time to go. J waited for his brother to get up before beginning to look for his basket, which I thought was sweet. (It also gave me a chance to get a shower and get ready!)

As soon as E woke up, they both found and opened their baskets! They were delighted! Lightning McQueen socks! Buckets! Sand toys! Candy! Money! ($.50 each) books and goodies galore!

I managed to get both boys dressed and out the door in time for the breakfast at 8:30. And I even remembered to ask someone to take our picture BEFORE church.

I had a moment of pure inspiration and thought to bring large t-shirts so the boys' could put them over their outfits to keep them clean during the breakfast. Genius, I thought! However, Jacob didn't want to wear anything BUT the t-shirt and Ethan wouldn't wear anything at all (bib or shirt) and so his was quickly stained with OJ. Sorry, no cute photos of just the two of them this year. Still, they managed to stay mostly decent and I even got Jacob to wear his little seersucker jacket to the 11am service. (Over just his plain white t-shirt instead of the peter pan collar button-up, but who really noticed?)

The rest of our Easter Sunday afternoon was spent lazily. We ate leftover biscuits from the church breakfast (thank you, kind cook!), added ham and jelly and called it lunch. Most of us napped. We played outside while I cooked a ham in the oven. I threw some sweet potatoes in the same pan, heated up some green beans, served Hawaiian rolls, and called it a meal. Very casual and laid-back for the biggest party of the year, but it was just what we all needed.

Of course, today brought overcast skies, thunder, most of our time spent indoors and a bit less productivity, but I figured we all needed a break after the hectic weekend. And so, the Easter season begins!

I think we all forget that Easter shouldn't just be celebrated one day, but an entire season in the church year. I'm hoping we can keep that joy of resurrection life (and some of the leftover ham) reoccurring in our home over the next several weeks before Pentecost. And I still just might dye those eggs.

Where all Men are at Home

A few weeks ago I subscribed to a daily poetry website which sends out little gems each day, usually by theme each week. This week's theme should be obvious. Today's poem is by one of my favorite authors, G.K. Chesterton. If you like poetry like this, you can subscribe at Davey's Daily Poetry. I thought some of you might enjoy this, too.

Christmas Poem
G.K. Chesterton

There fared a mother driven forth
Out of an inn to roam;
In the place where she was homeless
All men are at home.
The crazy stable close at hand,
With shaking timber and shifting sand,
Grew a stronger thing to abide and stand
Than the square stones of Rome.

For men are homesick in their homes,
And strangers under the sun,
And they lay their heads in a foreign land
Whenever the day is done.

Here we have battle and blazing eyes,
And chance and honour and high surprise,
But our homes are under miraculous skies
Where the yule take was begun.

A child in a foul stable,
Where the beasts feed and foam;
Only where He was homeless
Are you and I at home;
We have hands that fashion and heads that know,
But our hearts we lost--how long ago!
In a place no chart nor ship can show
Under the sky's dome.

This world is wild as an old wife's tale,
And strange the plain things are,
The earth is enough and the air is enough
For our wonder and our war;
But our rest is as far as the fire-drake swings
And our peace is put in impossible things
Where clashed and thundered unthinkable wings
Round an incredible star.

To an open house in the evening
Home shall all men come,
To an older place then Eden
And a taller town than Rome.
To the end of the way of the wandering star,
To the things that cannot be and that are,
To the place where God was homeless
And all men are at home.

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Something New

A new season. A new dress. A new family picture. A new blog post.



I promised myself I wouldn't go to bed tonight without posting "something." So, here's a little something for you.

Early this morning, about 2am, I awoke to find a little boy pattering into the room. Jacob laid his tousled head on the bed and said he wanted to lie down next to me. He was whimpering. I asked him if he had a dream, and he said "Yes." Then he began describing it to me. This is a first, since I have often asked but never received an answer to the question: "What did you dream about?"

A rough paraphrase from what I hazily remember:

Me and you were walking in the woods and we were so far away from our new house we couldn't find our way back to the house. [Were you scared?] Yes. We found a car in the woods and I had to push it so you could put both hands on the wheel and drive us back home. Next time, Mommy you need to find someone else to turn the car. You need to put both hands on the wheel and go home faster.

I wish I had written it down exactly as he said it. It was so funny how he went from describing this strange dream in a scared little-boy voice to bossily telling me exactly what I should do the next time I show up in his dreams!

And then we both went back to sleep. Gaines later woke up and tried to return him to his bed, only to have him protest groggily and end up sleeping at our feet.

In other news, Ethan now has two new teeth, with more on the way. (He's up to 10, currently. He just might sleep through the night again soon. He made it from 7:30p.m. to 5 a.m. last night. Fingers crossed for more of the same.

Update: I woke up this morning just before 7am (around here, that's sleeping in) without a peep from either boy since bedtime last night. That hasn't happened in ages. I am rejoicing! And I hope it happens again!

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Raise the Song of Harvest Home

We sang this glorious old hymn, "Come, Ye Thankful People, Come," in church this past Sunday. I've probably heard it before, but I'm not sure if I'd ever paid attention to the words until now. The phrase "harvest home" just struck me as the perfect metaphor for the day when we will be united with Christ at his coming to establish the new heavens and the new earth -- the idea that all the harvesting will be done and we can abide with Him in eternal Thanksgiving for His ultimate provision. I also like that the emphasis is on the Lord as the one who is doing the harvesting, not us. I especially appreciated the reminder to pray that we "wholesome grain and pure might be." Repentance comes before renewal.

Come, ye thankful people, come, raise the song of harvest home;
All is safely gathered in, ere the winter storms begin.
God our Maker doth provide for our wants to be supplied;
Come to God’s own temple, come, raise the song of harvest home.

All the world is God’s own field, fruit unto His praise to yield;
Wheat and tares together sown unto joy or sorrow grown.
First the blade and then the ear, then the full corn shall appear;
Lord of harvest, grant that we wholesome grain and pure may be.

For the Lord our God shall come, and shall take His harvest home;
From His field shall in that day all offenses purge away,
Giving angels charge at last in the fire the tares to cast;
But the fruitful ears to store in His garner evermore.

Even so, Lord, quickly come, bring Thy final harvest home;
Gather Thou Thy people in, free from sorrow, free from sin,
There, forever purified, in Thy garner to abide;
Come, with all Thine angels come, raise the glorious harvest home.

Hymn Text by Henry Alford, 1844

This Thanksgiving, remember that Christ is Lord and we are to thank him for His goodness. Our weapon is worship! By praising the Risen Savior at our feast, we boldly proclaim that "All the world is God’s own field!" Perhaps you could start a new tradition of singing this hymn with your family. :) However your celebrate this Thanksgiving, may you have a wonderful holiday and celebrate gladly around your tables with family and friends!

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Better Late Than Never

So, we didn't exactly celebrate ON Halloween this year.



Jacob fell asleep before 6 p.m. on All Hallows' Eve, due to a fun visit with his Aunt Amy and Uncle Mike, so we stayed in from the trick-or-treating.

Ethan DID manage to partake of some costume fun:



And enjoyed some GT football with his dad:



The costume didn't have legs, so he was soon extricated:



And then proceeded to try to eat the pumpkin that Nana and Papa had brought us:



Failing at that, he did manage to remove the stem!



Then, the day after, since it was such a beautiful fall afternoon on All Saints' Day, we carved the pumpkin.



Only one day late, right? I wonder what the neighbors thought: had Daylight Savings Time gotten us REALLY confused?

At least Jacob didn't seem to notice the discrepancy.



We removed the yucky insides.



As Jacob would say, "I smell something."



Daddy helped carve the face that Mommy and Jacob drew.



Jacob was very proud to use his "scooper" all by himself.



At least Jacob got to wear his $1.72 Old Navy 2009 celebratory shirt. I bought it BEFORE Halloween. Really, I did!

Ethan watched safely from inside, free from pumpkin innards and sharp knives.



The closest Jacob got to wearing a costume:



Jacob pointing at the gorgeous full moon:



Apparently, full moons make Daddy go crazy...



Enjoying our belated holiday family fun!





We even roasted the pumpkin seeds using this Martha sweet 'n spicy recipe. Not too shabby, but I think next time I would use more cinnamon and less cumin.

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Christ is Risen!

He is risen, indeed!



Happy Easter from our family to yours!
--Gaines, Allison, Jacob and Ethan

More pictures and highlights coming soon...

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Merry Christmas!

Merry Christmas from our family to yours!

Photo taken at Allison's parents' house in L.A. (that's Lower Alabama to the uninitiated) on Christmas Eve.

"Joy to the world, the Lord is come!
Let earth receive her King;
Let every heart prepare Him room,
And heaven and nature sing,
And heaven and nature sing,
And heaven, and heaven, and nature sing.

Joy to the world, the Savior reigns!
Let men their songs employ;
While fields and floods, rocks, hills and plains
Repeat the sounding joy,
Repeat the sounding joy,
Repeat, repeat, the sounding joy.

No more let sins and sorrows grow,
Nor thorns infest the ground;
He comes to make His blessings flow
Far as the curse is found,
Far as the curse is found,
Far as, far as, the curse is found.

He rules the world with truth and grace,
And makes the nations prove
The glories of His righteousness,
And wonders of His love,
And wonders of His love,
And wonders, wonders, of His love."

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Advent and the Time Foretold

This past Sunday morning, the second Sunday of Advent, I was struck by the last stanza of "It Came Upon A Midnight Clear," though I've sung it many times:

For lo! the days are hastening on,
By prophets seen of old,
When with the ever-circling years
Shall come the time foretold,
When the new heaven and earth shall own
The Prince of Peace, their King,
And the whole world send back the song
Which now the angels sing!

I had rushed in late, after a hectic morning that involved sour cream on Jacob's head and a last-minute bath before church (long story), and so I had forgotten to get a bulletin and song sheet. I didn't know the number of the hymn in order to look it up, and so I just sang along as well as I could from memory. I was suprised that I knew the entire song! (Thank you, hometown church, for the annual caroling to the old folks' houses.)

When I got to the last two lines, I spontaneously broke into a grin as I sang. I couldn't contain the joy inherent in the thought of the whole world proclaiming the glories of Christ our Lord at the New Creation!

Sometimes, when we grow up hearing these hymns and carols, we forget to pay attention to the lyrics and what they really mean.

I'm currently reading a soon-to-be-released book (review coming soon!) that attempts to correct some of the misconceptions we have about heaven, or as N.T. Wright describes it, "the life after life after death." Yes, we go to be with the Lord after we die, but that's not the end! There is another "life" after that-- the one which we will be raised to when Christ returns. So many Christians miss this... The whole earth is groaning now for "the time foretold," when everything will be renewed and Christ will come down from heaven to reign here, over a redeemed world, complete with new mountains and vistas, not just puffy clouds and harps.


And so, as we celebrate Advent this year, we remember not only Christ's first coming as a babe who would one day die on the cross, we also look forward in anticipation to his second coming. On that day every tear will be wiped away, and the whole creation will be renewed along with those in Christ, raised up on the last day to "send back the song which now the angels sing." I love that image!

In case you are wondering about Advent and why we celebrate, there is a fantastic series of articles at The Rabbit Room this year, complete with an introduction on why Christians celebrate and weekly "Virtual Advent Wreath" meditations: Week 1, Week 2, and Week 3, so far.

The photo above is our non-virtual advent wreath, made from the same candles I've been using for the last few years, plus some added greenery and berries that I got at deep discount at Michael's. It's about the only decorations we have up this year, but I don't mind. Advent, I think, is my favorite season of the church year. It must be the expectation, the hopeful longing, that culminates with the sheer delight of Christmas day.

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Happy Halloween from the Pensive Giraffe!

Jacob's costume arrived in the mail today. (Thanks, JL!) Though we didn't go trick-or-treating, we'd already had a full day (handing out Breakfast-on-the-Go treat bags in the early a.m. and throwing a party for the neighborhood kids in the afternoon) so we just took a few shots inside and on the porch. You can even see a glimpse of the gorgeous fall foliage outside our window in the background of this photo. I attempted to be all fall-ish and get a picture of him with a pumkin, but he insisted on tyring to bounce it like a ball. Poor pumpkin!



(And no, he doesn't have pinkeye or anything. Just a sty that won't go away. The doctor even checked it out. Hopefully it'll disappear in a few days.)

This thoughtful pose below is my favorite:

"Hmmmm. What sound DOES a giraffe make?"

However you celebrate, whether reclaiming this holiday for Christ who is over all things, greeting neighbors with hopes of sugary delights, perhaps reenacting Martin Luther's nailing of his 95 Theses, or just staying home with the lights off and watching the tube, I hope you've had a wonderful day!

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Free Stuff for Moms

Happy Mother's Day!

TCBY is giving away free yogurt to moms today.

Sign up for free dessert at Boston Market all month long!

Today ONLY use the code "HIMOM" at Snapfish to get one free 8x10, but it cannot be combined with any other offer, so you'll have to pay shipping.

And for all you mamas who like to wear your baby, click here for a chance to win a free Ergo Baby Carrier from Along for the Ride! It's a great carrier for toddlers...I've tried one out before and it was really comfortable.

For anyone:
Here are instructions for ordering a free 8x10 AND 5x7 from CVS through May 17th. I did this yesterday and picked them up same day--it really works!

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The First Day of God's New Week

Everybody in the ancient world knew that resurrection didn't happen. More: they knew it couldn't happen. They spoke of it, in the classical world of Greece and Rome, as something one might imagine but which never actually occurred, and never could or would. The Jews, though, began to believe that it would. Not all of them, mind; the Sadducees resolutely stuck out against it. And they weren't all clear exactly what it would mean, what it would be like. But they believed, as we saw in [John] 11:24, that when the resurrection happened it would happen to all God's people all at once. (Perhaps, even, to all people everywhere, as in [John] 5:28-29.) Not--this is the point--to one person in the middle of time. That would be an odd, outlandish event, unimagined, unheard-of.

When Jesus raised Lazarus, Lasarus returned to the present life. He came back again. The echoes of the Lazarus story in the present one are there partly to tell us that it was the same kind of event, but mostly to tell us that it wasn't. Lazarus needed someone to untie him from his cloths, and the napkin round his head. Jesus left his behind altogether. Lazarus came back into a world where death threats still mattered ([John] 12:10). Jesus had gone on, through death and out into a new world, a new creation, a new life beyond, where death itself had been defeated and life, sheer life, life in all its fullness could begin at last.

Ask people around the world what they think is the biggest day of the year for Christians. Most will say 'Christmas'. That's what our society has achieved; a romantic mid-winter festival (though we don't actually know what time of the year Jesus was born) from which most of the things that really matter (the danger, the politics) are carefully excluded. The true answer--and I wish the churches would find a way of making this clear-- is Easter. This is the moment of new creation. If it hadn't been for Easter, nobody would ever have dreamed of celebrating Christmas. This is the first day of God's new week. The darkness has gone, and the sun is shining.

From John for Everyone: Chapters 11-21 by Tom Wright

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He is Risen!

He is risen, indeed!




Happy Easter from our family to yours!

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Resurection Letters

Since we are coming to the close of Andrew Peterson Week here at Team Redd (though there is still one final post), and I have already shared some of my favorite Good Friday songs with you, and because we are approaching Easter, and because Andrew Peterson is such an awesome songwriter, I want to share what just might be my top favorite Andrew Peterson song of all time: High Noon.

Curt over at the Rabbit Room reminded me of it when he posted today about Andrew's tour and upcoming CD Resurrection Letters, and he shared a link I'd almost forgotten about, the Resurrection Journals from Holy Week 2007. (You'll forgive me if my memory is fuzzy -- I was staying awake with a newborn at the time.) If you haven't yet, you should also go read those journals, which are thoughtful reflections on the days leading up to Easter.

Which also reminds me...Andrew posted one last post on his old blog with a video from the Resurrection Letters tour, which is like the Christmas Behold the Lamb of God tour, only with the Easter Bunny. Wait, no, that's not right...

Anyway, as you celebrate with family and friends this weekend, and especially as you proclaim the triumph of the resurrection, I hope these lyrics, this allegory, helps you contemplate the glory of the moment on which all of history hangs, the climax of the age, in which the life of the age to come breaks through into our time, and Christ rose, the Heavens resounded, and the people rejoiced. Let His name forever ring out!

High noon in the valley of the shadow
When the deep of the valley was bright
When the mouth of the tomb shouted,
"Glory, the groom is alive"
So long, you wages of sin go on,
Don't you come back again
I've been raised and redeemed;
You've lost all your sting
To the victor of the battle at
High noon in the valley
In the valley of the shadow

And the demons, they danced in the darkness
When that last ragged breath left his lungs
And they reveled and howled
At the war that they thought they had won

But then, in the dark of the grave
The stone rolled away
In the still of the dawn on the greatest of days

High noon in the valley of the shadow
When the shadows were shot through with light
When Jesus took in that breath
And shattered all death with his life
Be gone, you wages of sin
Go on, don't you come back again
I've been raised and redeemed
You've lost all your sting
To the victor of the battle
High noon in the valley of the shadow

Let the people rejoice
Let the heavens resound
Let the name of Jesus, who sought us
And freed us forever ring out

All praise to the fighter of the night
Who rides on the light
Whose gun is the grace of the God of the sky

High noon in the valley of the shadow
When the shadows were shot through with light
When the mouth of the tomb
Shouted, "Glory, the Groom is alive"
Be gone, you wages of sin
Go on, don't you come back again
I've been raised and redeemed
All praise to the king
The victor of the battle
High noon in the valley
In the valley of the shadow

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Celebrate Easter

Yes, it's Andrew Peterson Week here at Team Redd, but let us not forget about Holy Week!

This post, Chocolate Eggs and Jesus Risen, at Femina has finally gotten me excited about the Easter holiday this year.

Last year, litte Jacob was only a few weeks old (and it was bitterly cold!), so we didn't do much, though we did attend an Easter Lamb Roast the day before...and we attended our church's sunrise service and breakfast. In the afternoon, we had a visit from some family members on Easter Sunday, including my great-aunt Tweet.

This year, we plan to attend the Sunrise Service and Easter breakfast at our church again on Sunday. Jacob's great-grandmother gave him an adorable new outfit for his birthday, so we've got the Easter clothes. I'm putting together a little "basket" of toys that he hasn't really played with yet (no candy this year). But I'd also like to do something special, something...out of the ordinary. A feast. My mom will be coming to visit that evening, so I'd like to make a nice dinner.

Maybe I will naturally dye some Easter Eggs for the table?

Or perhaps I'll just prepare this meal of Lamb Shanks with Butternut squash? Or a slow-cooked leg of Lamb?

We'll see. If you need some food inspiration for your Easter Meal, I highly recommend this Food Blog Search.

There are so many fantastic ideas out there. How do you plan to redeem the time and make your family's Easter Celebration special?

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Happy Valentine's Day!

We're not really big Valentine's participants here at Team Redd, but I will find almost any excuse to post a cute picture. :)

This morning I was reminded that we first met eight years ago just a few days before "Singleness Awareness Day". And though it is still a silly Hallmark holiday, I would like to think that any celebration would be a reminder of that event. Of course, I think we should start a tradition of watching Vernon, FL every year around Feb. 11th, since the very existence of that film, theretofore unknown to me, was one of the things that brought us together. Of course, a free concert and the chance to babysit AP's kids also were incentives, though even then Gaines wasn't such a big fan of changing diapers... :)

Speaking of parenting things and in the spirit of hearts and sharing and giving things away, there's a great Valentine's giveaway over at mod*mom. Really fabulous stuff!

Whatever you do today, have fun!

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Christmas Tunes To Go!

Sufjan announced the winner of his Christmas song contest today...it's a thoughtful, witty tune called "Every Day is Christmas" and you can find out more and listen here! My favorite line: "Your love is so much better than a plasma screen TV!"

If you're like me, you might find the Christmas tunes on the radio and in shopping malls to be a bit nauseating. I mean, I love the classics as much as anyone but some of those versions are just, well, plain awful! Thankfully, I've been reminded of the perfect collection to cheer me up while in the car:

Sufjan Steven's Christmas Box Set

As I've been runnning errands the past few days, I've found that Sufjan's five short volumes offer me the perfect interval in between trips to the mall (ugh), the dry cleaners, the post office, lengthy gift shopping expeditions, and back home for some apple cider and MORE SUFJAN. Go ahead, listen to the streaming audio or even buy the box set! You'll get fun stuff like stickers and a songbook!

Remember: Since it's Christmas let's be glad, even if your life's been bad, there are presents to be had! (And don't forget to indulge in the elf boogie!)

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Christmas Giveaways at 5 Minutes for Mom!

Lately, I've been addicted to entering contests, and this is one of the best. So far, the prizes include diaper bags, a stroller, cameras, and a Secure2Me blanket (I have a sun-protection one, and think these are a great idea! Love the warm winter cuddly ones!). Click on the graphic here on in our sidebar to find out more -- it runs through Nov. 25th, so you might want to check it our soon!

Also, for those of you who aren't moms, I'm adding a Prizey graphic way down at the bottom of the sidebar, because online giveaways are fun, and someone has to win them, right?

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A Pictorial All Hallow's Eve

brown bear, brown bear, what do you see? (thanks aunt amy!)


baby punkin' feet (thanks great aunt ethel!)


seinfeld should be jealous (thanks grandpa redd!)

*these outfits are sponsored by the generous family members who made it all possible and to the letters G and T. Go Yellow Jackets!

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Happy Halloween!

(Pictures of this cutie in a costume will be forthcoming...)

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