Andrew loved the lightsaber that Santa left for him. He kept building little snowmen all over the yard and then he'd "Saber" them down.
Dan and Kaylee built a snowman in the driveway so that they could drive through it with the Jeep. We named him "Desperaux".
This is the snowman that Addy and I built. We named her "Betty".
We Video'd Dan crashing through Desperaux but the file is too big to share here. Suffice it to say that this...
... is ALL that was left of poor Desperaux!
On Friday we took the kids to downtown Seattle. It was raining and pretty darn chilly so we weren't too adventurous. We did hit Pike Place Market. We had fun watching them throw the fish and checked out all of the booths.
All was well until we walked past a fruit stand and Andrew knocked one Apricot onto the floor. I, being the good citizen that I am, handed it to the sales guy thinking that he could wash it off and all would be well. The jerk, I mean sales guy, told me that I was going to have to buy it because it would be bruised now and they wouldn't be able to sell it. I was taken aback and all I could say was, "are you kidding me?" I thought he was joking at first. Was he really going to make me pay for it? Yep, he was totally serious. I bantered back and forth with him a bit and things got kind of testy. I hate to admit it, but I was REALLY mad--over 1 stupid 50 cent apricot. I never swore but I did raise my voice so that all of the people standing around (and there were a lot of them) could know exactly what I thought of this particularly evil fruit stand. He, the jerk, threatened to call security--imagine being sent to jail for a 3 year old dropping 1 apricot. I finally dug into my purse and practically threw the 50 cents at him and stomped off ---with one last parting shot of, "nice customer service!!!". I walked down the aisle to where everyone was waiting for me and Jeff asked me, "where is the apricot?" I had been so mad that I hadn't even taken it with me. So I said, "screw that, I'm going back there to get my stinkin' apricot--they're not goint to keep it." So I went back and said, "Where is my apricot, I want it" and guess where they had put it------yep, right back on the pile of apricots for sale-----"bruised" my arse. What a joke! I guess I will never know what possessed him to throw such a fit over one piece of harmless fruit. (Who knows, I may never know why I threw such a fit over the same fruit!) I think my sense of customer service just said that it was totally wrong to force me to pay for something that was a.) not my fault b.) not damaged in the least and c.) so inconsequential in the big scheme of things. Oh well, I had to add a picture of the offensive little man and complain about him at the very least.
This little episode might have ruined the outing but I couldn't help but shake my head and laugh at the sheer ridiculousness of the situation. We just moved on and enjoyed the Italian market, handmade popsicle stick puppets and the fresh mini doughnuts.
Andrew had fun kissing the hog--before I put the kabash on that germ filled activity.
We did not however enjoy ripping our hubcap off on the way out of the parking garage. We could have done without that. Thank goodness for Ebay! replacement cost dropped from $100 to $25.
We left to head home on Saturday morning. We stopped in North Bend to hit the outlet stores there and dawdled our way home. We finally made it to our house about 7:30. Of course it had snowed about a foot more since we'd been gone and so we had to borrow our neighbors shovels in order to dig our way up to the doors. The snow was pretty wet, evidently it had rained earlier as well and the snow was HEAVY so it took us about another hour just to make it up to the doors.
These icicles had started before we left but when we got home they were MONSTROUS! This picture was actually taken the day after we had gotten home and it had been raining hard for quite a while and so they had already melted a bunch. I should have taken them the night before when they were just about touching the ground and as thick around as stumps. I hope the gutter doesn't fall off.
I can't wait to see what the new year will bring. I'm looking forward to some great new years resolutions. What are you going to be doing in 2009?