Gingerbread and Naan

Aiden helped.  

We made gingerbread cookies today.  

Sorta.

The first recipe must have had a typo because it ended up too dry and crumbly.

But Aiden really, really enjoyed eating it and helping Mom.  Especially the flour part.

After this fiasco of baking, we grabbed Uncle Chris and went for Indian food.

Geeeez I love Indian.  Especially naan.  (Indian flatbread).  

And so does Aiden.

Chris and I discussed that Aiden does not have a problem with ethnically diverse foods.  He tolerates mac and cheese okay, but give him sushi and the boy is in heaven.  

or seafood.  Mongolian.  Indian.  Thai.  He is not picky.

After Aiden went to bed, I made another batch of cookie dough (from another recipe) that turned out great.  I baked up all the little boys and girls and we will decorate them tomorrow.

12 Days Until Christmas

Last night Aiden and I watched the Grinch (the one with Jim Carrey, unfortunately) and made Christmas ornaments.  They came with paint, but we decided to have a cleaner, gentler Christmas season, so I opted for crayons.

We also made a couple of other fun things, but they are gifts for people who read this blog so.... there.  Suffice it to say, they turned out spectacularly.

After crafts and wackiness, we decided to drive around and look at Christmas lights.  Now, the thriving metropolises of Clearfield and Syracuse are not known for their Christmas grandeur, but these two houses have to be the winners.  All I could think of is that some poor husband started in October and must really like Christmas.

17, 16, 15, sigh

It is not that we didn't do fun things.  I just have had no internet connection until today to update the blog.  Sorry, so sorry.

Thursday, we watched Merry Madagascar.  If you have not seen this, it is so funny.  Here is the premise.  The animals are still in Madagascar.  And it is Julianuary (the traditional month of festivities to celebrate the birth of King Julian - the lemur king... or lemming king... or whatever he is).  On the 24th of Julianuary every year (Christmas Eve) the Red Goblin (Santa) comes to the island and pelts it with black meteors (which we find out later is ... coal.  Apparently, King Julian has been on the naughty list so often that he no longer gets one lump of coal, but an entire meteor shower).  So, they shoot down Santa, who gets amnesia because of the crash and it is up to the animals to save Christmas.  Awesome.  It even features the reindeer from the North Pole and the penguins from the South Pole who had a falling out years before.  The line "Bipolar Christmas" actually rears its head.

Friday, we went shopping for Christmas presents and made gingerbread at Uncle Chris's house.  Cousin Kelle slept over and it was so fun to have her there to help prep for ...

Saturday was the Biddulph Family Christmas Party.  I was in charge.  Imagine this... 8 siblings and their children.  Aiden is the youngest.  45 of them or so.  It went fine, but the noise is pure chaos.  I can see why the Grinch was anti-noise... Noise... NOISE.  The nativity was great.  Alec was gracious enough to play the donkey.  He was nicknamed Churro the Burro by his brother and Jack the Ass by his uncle.  Such love.

The dinner was spectacular (my family really knows how to cook...), especially Teresa's enchilada soup and Grandma Sharon's pumpkin rolls.  Oh, the pumpkin rolls were divine. Grandma Sharon actually made them and brought them with her on the plane.  

Kelle (one of his favorite cousins) drew Aiden's name and gave him a pillow/blanket lion.  And... Thomas clothes and a book.  What a cool present.  See the pic?

Sunday, church was AWFUL.  No leaders to help in Primary, so afterward we snagged Uncle Chris and went to see the Ogden Village Lights.

Really fun.  Last night, at a loss of what to do after a very long day, I took Aiden for pizza with pepperoni and green peppers.  Red and green, right?  We also sang Jingle Bells to a bunch of horses on the side of the road.  He liked he horses and I said, "horses say neigh."  He thought I said, "hey", so then we had to sing...

Okay, so I blew it yesterday, but will make up for it tonight.  Promise.