"It"

We have been planning Christmas for months and had worked out all the details so it would be a Christmas to remember (the good kind). Phillip's little brother flew in a week before Christmas and his parents were headed in the day after. We had decided to celebrate on the 29th because that would give us a few days to rest once everyone had arrived. The house was decorated, presents were bought, and good food was ready to be devoured. Perfect right? And then it hit; I don't know what "it" is, but it hit hard...

Porter got sick, really sick. The kind of sick were he wanders around crying and being miserable and making sure he makes everyone else miserable with him. Uncle Andy caught the sickness and if that wasn't bad enough, then the storm came. My in-laws got stuck in Denver because ALL flights into Boston were canceled until the middle of the week :( Yep, Christmas was canceled. And if that wasn't a big enough bummer, Porter just got worse and wanted nothing to do with presents so I didn't even get my happy Christmas pictures. Seriously?!?! I sure hope 2011 starts better than this year is ending...

Stranger Danger

So I like to think that I am a pretty decent mother who knows her child fairly well... I know Porter is not the biggest fan of people, any people. So I anticipated he was not going to be a fan of a big jolly man in a red suit with only his eyes showing. So I began prepping him for Santa before Thanksgiving.

We read books about Santa, we watched movies about Santa, we looked at pictures of Santa, we sang songs about Santa; long story short, Santa has been a BIG part of our lives for the last month. And what do I get for my hard work?

On the positive side when he saw him he yelled "SANTA!" so I know he recognized him...