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This year we headed up to Mt. Hood for the first time. The stars aligned and it snowed powder like crazy–a relief since it had been dry just the week before.  D was an awesome first-time skier (videos coming) and we hope to now get up on the mountain more this season.

Thanks to Grandpa Ed for coming all this way to join us for the holiday.

While doing holiday baking this season, D discovered he loves to play with \”snow\” aka all-purpose baking flour. Moving his cars and rescue vehicles through the blizzard, and creating crunch-ups, gives him (literally) hours of enjoyment.

When he was quite sick in the last weeks, I could judge how poorly he was feeling, if the option to play with flour wasn\’t appealing to him…thank goodness that is behind us now and we are all mostly well for the holiday.

(And yes, the house is covered in a delicate mist of flour, but cleaning it up with his child-sized dustpan is also fun for him!)

Here is a special video, in three parts:

Enjoy the full version of Bing Crosby and The Andrews Sisters\’s Mele Kalikimaka

This is the first letter-writing year…

The stamped letter was handed to Santa\’s representative at the Christmas Tree farm:

Weren\’t we surprised when, a few days later, we received a written reply in the mail–all the way from the North Pole?!

Thank you to Larwick\’s for a memorable and magical gift!

Thanks to Grandpa Ed for the lovely gift tower.

As we huddle in our cozy house, and icy wind lapping at our panes, I find a good moment to finally scan in some summer art. As Frederick says, in the darkest days on Winter:

\”Close your eyes,\” said Frederick, as he climbed on a big stone.

\”Now I send you the rays of the sun. Do you feel how their golden glow…\”

And as Frederick spoke of the sun the four little mice began to feel warmer.

Was it Frederick\’s voice?

Was it magic?

(And thanks to Tricia for introducing us to the world of Leo Lionni)

Every Halloween, Dashiell receives a \”Pablo\” pumpkin in some form from Grandpa Ed.

Here\’s D posing with this year\’s model, which lights up. D already ran the battery down by bringing Pablo to bed with him, lit, two nights in a row.

Thanks Grandpa Ed!

Give me these moments back.

Give them back to me;

Give me that little kiss!

Give me your hand.

– This Woman\’s Work by Kate Bush

A fitting fall post…

I\’m an acorn, small and round

Lying on the cold, cold ground.

People come and step on me,

That\’s why I\’m so cracked you see.

I\’m a nut. I\’m a nut. I\’m a nut. I\’m a nut!

I\’m so nutty I don\’t know

Why the squirrels love me so.

I descended from an oak

Next to you and that\’s no joke…

Suppose this nut will get the lyrics down soon…?