I get a little verklempt when holidays are over, do you?
Have you ever seen those crazy parades in Austria around Christmas where people dressed like Krampus walk down the streets scaring kids? Terrifying!
According to National Geographic:
"Krampus was created as a counterpart to kindly St. Nicholas, who rewarded children with sweets. Krampus, in contrast, would swat "wicked" children and take them away to his lair."
Anyhoo-I'm raising children who like to be stuffed in a sack. They think it's fun! Like I've said before, go ahead and send me money for a therapy fund if you want to. They'll probably need it.
VIolet squeals, "Daddy, daddy-wrap me up in the sack and run!"
What a good father you are, Adam.
And there they go! Notice how not cold Christmas is in Texas?
He ran off to the woods and dumped her. Good times.
Piper rolled herself up in her blanket, all ready to go. "My turn next, Daddy." She waited so patiently.
What am I going to do with these two?
We're not Swedish or Catholic (although I probably should have been), but we celebrate St. Lucia Day on December 13th. The Swedes choose a girl from each home/village to be that year's St. Lucy. In a home setting, it's the oldest daughter still living at home. She wears a crown of real or fake candles, and leads a procession through the darkened house, symbolically bringing light back in the dark of winter. The real St. Lucy was a martyr who met an unfortunate death. Some versions say her eyes were plucked out-eeeek! We skip over that part and go straight for the cookies.
All the kids wear white clothes and red sashes, and the younger siblings are "star girls". Or boys. They serve their parents special pepparkakor cakes and coffee, which are like spicy gingerbread cookies. In our house, the girls sing Santa Lucia while I play harp. This year, Violet sang while Piper did a dance. If you contact me privately, I'll share the video if you want to see it.
Look who snatched that crown the second her sister wasn't looking!
This was the first year we chopped down trees we planted. This is the tree in the studio. I've never had a tall tree before-it seemed like a fun luxury. I had to use a ladder to decorate it.
I decorated it with dolls riding in different sleds and carriages and things. It was our "girl tree".
If I decided anyone was dressed inappropriately, I made them "snow suits" out of quilt batting. There. Doesn't he look better now?
The dolls taking a ride around the base of the tree.
This one sings When You Wish Upon A Star.
I had an old carousel horse/riding toy I finally painted. I couldn't decide between gold and silver. The gold paint gave me better coverage, so gold won.
My Fiesta Room.
More Fiesta Room. Can't get enough Fiesta Room.
The studio is my happy place.
Our friend Magic Mouse (he lives in the wall behind the red door) sent us a gift. He said he was working in New York and found this mouse replica he thought we'd like. It plays a bunch of different Christmas carols and sings. We discovered Magic Mouse is an antiques dealer, so he travels a lot for work.
Little bits of green.
I have four David Delamare Fairy Processional prints...one for spring, summer, autumn, and winter. This is the winter version. I look forward to switching them out every time the seasons change.
I can't believe this was a year ago. Last year, I took Violet to see The Nutcracker. Someone was teasing me about dressing all of us in matching outfits. What are you talking about, Amy? I would never...oh, wait. I look like an overstuffed polar bear, but it was cozy. It looks like Violet is throwing gang signs. I figure I'll only have one or two more years of Mommy & Me outfits before my children say NO.
Violet was so itty bitty. Why are my babies growing up?
Waaaah! Christmas is over for another year. I'd better get busy enjoying January. I feel like it's always half over before I'll allow myself to realize it's a new year.