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It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas!

I had originally planned to do school this week, but by the end of the weekend, it became clear that the house was in desperate need of some TLC before all the chaos of Christmas ensues.  So we (I) declared a work week, and that's what we spent a lot of time doing.

In addition to doing things like deep cleaning the bathrooms and the basement, cleaning out cupboards, reorganizing the laundry room, wrapping gifts, batch baking sourdough loaves, getting the furnace fixed, grocery shopping and running errands, I have also been feeling 'nesty', so we've done a lot of decorating - Christmas, and otherwise.  I started sewing pillow covers for our basement couch out of some flannel sheets.

We got the tree decorated.








We attempted applesauce-cinnamon dough ornaments...


 





...but they turned out to be a complete and total failure.  I'm still not sure what went wrong, but once they were dry, they all crumbled to powder.  Christmas fail.  So I stuck some cloves in an orange and hung it in my kitchen to ease my grief through scent.

I also got caught up on some 'couch work' - things I can do while sitting and watching a show.  We watched through the Victorian Farm Christmas Special on Prime while I did things like hand mending a few items that needed a bit of stitching, sorting through papers, folding laundry (and more laundry, and more laundry), and supervising the kids while they sorted out their 'cubbies.'  (Each kid has a storage cube in which they can keep whatever papers, feathers, rocks, stickers, etc. they think are special or important, but they tend to get overrun and need to be sorted out every so often to make room for new things - the rule is that everything they keep has to fit in the box!) 

Today it's supposed to be beautiful out, so I'm going to rake more leaves and build some shelving in the garage.  I'm hoping that soon, everything in our house will have a proper home.  It has taken a long time to get everything settled in here. My mother-in-law told me once that it takes five years to really feel at home in a place, and I remember being shocked at the idea of it taking that long.  Well, it turns out she was right - we are coming up on five years in just a few months, and I'm only now getting to the point where I'm feeling like everything has an intuitive place where it 'goes'.  And sidenote, this is the longest we've lived in any one home in the entirety of our marriage.  Nuts.

Anyway.  All that to say, we've gotten a lot of work done around here this week, and will hopefully continue to make progress over the next few days.  I am so grateful - we really needed this!

We've also spent time this week doing "Adventy" things - we're going through a daily devotional listening through Handel's Messiah, we bought our first advent wreath this year, and we've been limiting our screen time to just Christmas movies.  We let the kids watch Home Alone for the first time this year, and they loved it.  (How could they not?! It's only one of the top 5 Christmas movies of all time.)  We also read through a devotional written by Penelope five years ago, and God Rest Ye Merry by Doug Wilson.

And last but not least, the big kids were under the weather this week.  Sore throats and mild fevers that lasted a couple of days.  And Juni spent one night this week awake and crying most of the night, but I still don't know why.  She isn't sick or teething or constipated, and it only lasted one night.  But it was a great chance to get to snuggle her close while we both dozed in bed, and it was weirdly enjoyable.





Thankfully, everyone is feeling fine now, and we're looking forward to spending lots of time out in the sun today!  I would definitely take a warm Christmas over a snowy Christmas any day - I am loving this weather!

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HELLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!

It has been a hot minute, yes?

So, first I missed a week because it was Thanksgiving and I was in Iowa.  Then, I missed posting last week because our internet was out for like 10 days and I just can't blog from my phone.  I can barely text like I have opposable thumbs.  (My texts come out looking like I was attempting to communicate with you while wearing baby mittens.)

So now here I find myself, at home, with internet, and just not even capable of sorting through the 500 photos that have been taken since we last talked.  (Yes. 500.)  Things like Thanksgiving, Atticus' birthday party, Atticus' actual birthday, Penelope's new Women's Events, the advent of Advent, St. Nicholas Day, getting our tree, decking our halls, plus general, all-around Living the Good Life have all made life so much fun (and so newsworthy) lately, but it's a bit paralyzing to go back and chronicle it all.  So I'm going to start slow and give you a few teasers of what life has looked like lately:


On my headstone, it will say: "Paige Van Voorst: Grower of Babies, Bagger of Leaves. She enjoyed being one of those things."



The Affection Votes Are In: Lissy is ready to certify, Cora appears to want an audit.






Atticus' 12th Birthday Party: The Truck Tablecloth of a Boy, the Candles and Incredibly Broad Shoulders of a Man.  Seriously, though.  His shoulders.



And just like that, the Kraken effortlessly hauls a double stroller, a seven-foot Christmas tree, and the larger-than-life/van presence and ripped physique of a full-grown man.  Just like it ain't no thang.



The Good Lord really blessed me with one of the faces in this picture.  It turns out you can't read Oliver Twist without aging into a Victorian landlady while you do so.  PTL for Juni's sweet countenance.  Shakespeare was right - you better have kids, or there will be nothing beautiful to look at after a while.



Everybody Loves Atticus.


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Hello, hello!  Let me just jump into the biggest news of the week: TODD CUT HIS BEARD.  I REPEAT: TODD CUT HIS BEARD.

What can I say?  The man can grow a beard.  And he'd been growing this particular one for over a year.  It was positively Nazarite.  






But, all good things must come to an end.  Luckily for this beard, only the ends had to come to an end - it was a cut, not a shave, after all.






Trimmed up and dashing, yes?  I don't think the girls have fully forgiven me yet for encouraging this kind of behavior; Callista specifically was very clear that she liked it better before.  "Why you do dat, Daddy?" "Mommy thinks it's more handsome this way."  "It is not."

Which just forces me to recall the time in 2015 that he grew a big beard, and then shaved it all off and scared baby Laurelai, who didn't even recognize him.  (And then Penelope carried the cuttings around in a jar, to which she eventually affixed a face and bestowed the name Beard Jar Todd.)






WHY AM I SO MEAN, provoking my daughters (and my husband) to grief over the fact that I do have my limits?  When you can braid a beard, you have too much beard on your hands.  Also, I just really miss seeing his sweet face when it gets so long.  If liking your husband's face is a crime, then lock me up.

Anyway.  What news can compare with that?  A number of the Van Voorsts are in mourning as a result; we have just kind of checked out of meaningful participation in life for a while.

FALSE.  We have not checked out of meaningful participation in life.  In fact, Penelope made an apple crisp with brown butter and bourbon, and if that isn't living life full-tilt, I can't imagine what is.





Also, I am almost done with Christmas shopping, and boxes on boxes on boxes show up on my porch every day.  Prepping for the most wonderful time of the year is the most wonderful time of the year.

Also, Todd and I went on a date this week to a wings place, which is my favorite kind of date that isn't a Mexican place or a barbecue place (incidentally, those seem to be the only three restaurants in the closest town that doesn't require masks, so it works out well for me).  And also, we are trucking along with school, enjoying the sunshine and beautiful weather, and wasting our youth raking our never-ending yard.




It's been a good week!

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You guys.  This week was nuts.

Last weekend, we drove up to Iowa to celebrate the birthdays of Rocco and my niece Hyler.  We had a quick pizza and ice cream party Friday night before loading into the Kraken for the drive.  Traveling has gotten SO MUCH EASIER since the kids have gotten older - about an hour from the time we needed to leave, I just told the kids to grab a clean outfit, a couple pairs of undies, and some jammies.  I threw it all in a laundry basket, tossed in our toiletries and dumped it in the back of the van, and presto: we were Go-ready.  (It helps that my mom keeps a pack and play, toothbrushes, and diapers on hand so I don't have to pack that stuff every time.)

On Saturday morning, we partied like it was 1991.  (The year I turned five.  Come on, man.)  Rocco's face in almost every picture was one of pure amazement that this was his party.


Not in this picture, though, obviously.



...Or this one.



There it is!  See the face?!



Let's just zoom in on that face for a sec...



THERE IT IS!



I found this old Cub Scout shirt at the antique mall, and it looked like something Opie Taylor would wear, so I knew Rocco would love it.



Huntin' the bad buys with his new nerf gun.




It was a beautiful day, so the kids spent most of the afternoon outside.






Sunday morning, we headed over to my sister's for my niece's birthday party.



THE NEW BABYYYYYYY NIECE, CORA!!!


Atticus got to be the official Second Shooter of the party.


Just call him Austicus.
  
(That's a mildly funny joke if you know that my brother-in-law's name is Austin, and also that this guy is Austin.)


Is Hyler not just the prettiest little doll?!


After the party, the kids played yard games while I stayed inside holding the baby and not ever wanting to hand her back.


Look at Juni, holding her own (and holding her own stick).



We headed home in the afternoon, and here are the highlights: we all missed our Sunday naps, I had to pee like a mofo for the last hour of it and I swear to you my bladder still hurts from holding it, and we grabbed pizza on our way into town (we eat a lot of pizza, did you notice that?).  Then we watched Shaun the Sheep, and went to bed.  Spicy stuff.

Then the week got really juicy.  We were on break from school, so I was on a mission to get some stuff done around here.  It also just so miraculously happened that Todd lined up a free piano (and the six grown men he needed to help him move it) AND a new treadmill to replace the one we have that is on its last leg.  So our house is looking dope.

But in order to make space for the piano in the basement, I needed to find a permanent home for all the kids' clothing bins that I had piled up at the back of the room.  (Storage in this house has been a creative challenge so far.)  So I spent Monday cleaning out the garage and making room for all the bins, and then I moved them all out there.  The piano was delivered in the evening, and it looks so much better down there already!  Plus, the kids are loving having a piano they can play any time of the day, not just when the stars align and my nerves can take having them play the one in the living room.  (I'm noise-averse.)




Since then, I have kept the energy level high: after cleaning out the garage, I realized with a few more shelving units out there, our house's storage issues could be almost completely solved.  So I ordered those, and one has already arrived, and been assembled and stocked. 

This week I have also:

- moved our stored furniture to the laundry room.  

- hung a new clothing rod for our church clothing.  

- gotten totally caught up on laundry.  

- put in grocery orders and picked up from Walmart, Aldi and Lowe's.  

- cleaned out the fridge and the fish tank.  

- cleaned out all three of the kids' closets.

- ordered almost all of our Christmas gifts.

- painted the basement wall behind the treadmill.

- measured our basement windows for new curtains and made a crafting plan for December.  I'm hoping to take the kids to Hobby Lobby in Jeff City soon - it will be their first foray into a public establishment since July.  We're all preternaturally excited.

- finished the Maria Von Trapp autobiography.

- started a book of Reagan's speeches.  (I am constantly amazed by how much history has always seen us coming.)

- took down the pack and play in the girls' room, and now Callista is sleeping on a toddler mattress!  It may not seem like much, but this is the first time in 7 years that we have not had at least one pack and play set up as a permanent fixture somewhere in our home.  In true 2020 fashion, I would like to describe this as unprecedented!  



Yes, I own four pack and plays.  Look at them all, standing at attention and ready to serve at a moment's notice.  They're such loyal attendants.



And Todd moved the old treadmill out to the curb, helped a friend install a new-to-us treadmill, and hauled our broken dehumidifier to the curb.

Today, I have a college gal coming in the morning, and a friend coming in the afternoon, and I'm hoping to make a trip to Goodwill.  I also really, really need to get last term's papers checked and filed before we head into Term 2 on Monday, but I'm largely starting to suspect that all of this activity was a desperate attempt to procrastinate on that.

Whew!  I feel so good about this week.  I got so much done, and am really excited to finish up getting our storage issues finally sorted out and resolved.  I'll have to post pictures in December when it's all done.

Speaking of which, I did take some updated photos of the house this week, and plan to post a mini, casual home tour next week.  I haven't really shown you the guts of our house in a while, partly because our house is underwhelming, partly because my motivation to blog is underwhelming, and partly because I've been a bit embarrassed.  I mean, storage bins in the middle of the family room?  Come on, man.  (That never gets old!  2020 has been good for almost nothing, but at least I've gotten a new catchphrase out of it.)  But I thought it would be fun to give an honest glimpse of things, for posterity's sake.



Honest glimpse: I didn't even remove the pullup bar from the shot.  That is where it lives, so that is what you get to see.  Also notice the hole in my coffee table, and the stuffing bursting out of the arm of my couch.  Welcome to my home!


Juni's room.

Like what you see? There's a lot more where that came from if you go to the dance with me.  (I mean, tune in next week.)  Yours Truly, Paige Van Voorst.