We haven’t done much this year. The advent wreath and candles are out, but we didn’t light them or do the readings. The advent calendar is out, too, but unlike last year, it sits empty this season. Honestly, I didn’t even put up Christmas decorations until the 7th or so. Between the late Thanksgiving and the flu, time just slipped away. All is not lost. I did manage to sneak in one special treat for the boys on Saturday.
I went to Anthropologie last week to buy Mikey’s teachers their Christmas presents. They made out like bandits thanks to a lovely sale table. On this same sale table I found two very sweet, miniature coffee cups perfect for hot cocoa and little hands. At $3.95 each, I couldn’t resist. Sold and sold.
Anthropologie makes it so easy to give gifts. Their packaging is almost always fantastic, and you know I can’t resist a thick Kraft box.The boys tore into the gifts with such excitement that I started to get a little nervous about how the gifts would go over. Can you blame me? We were giving them coffee cups, not hatching dinosaur eggs.
Luckily, they were very well received, especially after we explained to them that inside those cups would go hot cocoa and as many marshmallows as they wanted. The cocoa they could sip in front of the TV while they watched the Christmas movie of their choice.
They started watching A Charlie Brown Christmas and I served the cocoa. Mikey pronounced it too hot, which means he inherited The Mister’s intolerance for food or drink hotter than room temperature. I am of the opinion that food isn’t edible if it doesn’t burn off the roof of your mouth. Nicholas must have inherited this same preferance because he drank his cocoa (the same one Mikey declared burning hot) through a straw in one pull. I tried to tell him to be careful, that the cocoa was very hot, but he just sat there drinking away, taking a breath only when his cup slurped empty. I see in his future a long and illustrious career as a fraternity brother. The only way I could have been more impressed is if he drank the cocoa while doing a handstand.
p.s. Did you notice our open windows and short sleeved shirts? It was 70 degrees on Saturday. I planted flowers in the yard while Nicholas napped and Mikey helped The Mister with a leaking water meter. I wore a sweater today to do Christmas shopping, but it was more on principle than necessity. I thought I would get hot pushing my way through the crowds, but everything was empty. The freeways, the parking lots, the stores…empty. Was is empty for you, too?