But for real. December came and went so fast – I would have guessed it would be Dec 12th by now. Maybe.
I decorated for Christmas the day after Thanksgiving. I did Sloan’s playroom first…so Zach wouldn’t give me such a hard time about the rest of the house. He found out quickly, though, and just succumbed to the fact that it was happening and there was nothing he could do to stop it.
As soon as I could allow myself, we started festive activities. First – Sloan and I decorated a gingerbread house. Sloan was all about it…until she realized she could eat the candy we were using to decorate.
Towards the beginning of the month all three of us went to the Rail Gardens and did a little shredding. Actually, I didn’t shred. I hiked and pulled the littlest one of us around. But we all had a blast and even captured a great shot with Zach’s GoPro.
I took Sloan to her very first movie – Moana. It was at 9:40 am, in our pajamas, and it was glorious. Sloan did amazing…but mostly because I had every snack available in my diaper bag and she took full advantage. Recliners always win. Always.
Sloan loves being bundled up – even during breakfast. I’m very lucky I don’t have to fight her to wear winter accessories. It makes going out and about much smoother.
I had a bridal shower to attend one Saturday and Zach decided he would take Sloan up to Park City for a little daddy-daughter date. She loved it, as always. I was so impressed when I found out Zach had packed her a lunch (a PB&J) and two beverage options. As if I could love him any more…
We did our new(er) tradition of breakfast with Santa at the Grand America. We did it a little different this year. We stayed the night before at the hotel. Zach had his work Christmas party and planned on staying late. So the two of us girls ordered room service for dinner and walked around to see all the Christmas windows, giant gingerbread house, and other Christmas decorations.
Zach joined us later that night. The next morning we woke up and got ready to head down to breakfast. My parents joined us this time around and Sloan was elated.
And at the end of our meal we got to take photos with Santa and Mrs. Claus. I was dreading it – with Sloan’s professional photo track record. But as always, she surprised me. She was perfect – maybe because Santa let her hold his bell? Regardless of the reason, I was thrilled to get the photos back and see that we all were smiling.
Later that weekend we had an Ugly Sweater Party with my mom’s side of the family. Long story short: I didn’t realize that the sweater I had put Sloan in was gifted by the host of the party. But we proceeded and covered it up…hopefully.
Towards the middle of the month Zach and I had a date night at the Roof for dinner. It’s my favorite way to see the Christmas lights. High above, indoors, and with no crowds. Also – they made a mistake (unbeknownst to us until they brought out the sign) and thought it was my birthday. But we got a seat by the window, so it was a happy mistake.
Zach was deemed CRAB MAN – due to his five visits to the seafood area of the buffet and I got myself an incredible Christmas onesie (THAT HAS PIZZA ON IT) later at City Creek – so I’d call the night a complete success.
We spent a lot of time baking this month. And my thighs are regretting it. Sloan helped me make bread, several types of cookies, pastries, and a few other desserts. She’s even got cracking the eggs down.
I attempted to make my former neighbor’s infamous pastries – since we no longer live near them, we definitely miss them during this time of year. They turned out pretty good – but not AS good as hers. Maybe one day.
My mom also enlisted my help to make sugar cookies for her coworkers and neighbors. Five dozen, to be exact.
She was thrilled with how they turned out, so it was all worth it. Let’s just say I’m not making it a Christmas tradition, though.
Not long after – we had the Henderson Christmas Party at the Layton rink. I’d love to post a photo of the whole gang eating together joyfully…but the only pictures I got were of Sloan in the Wrecking Ball blow-up castle. It’s her favorite.
Sloan’s become quite the little helper around the house. She takes chores and tasks very seriously – especially the ones involved with prepping dinner. She has become a master of unwrapping candy kisses for peppermint chocolate cookies (or peanut butter blossoms for Zach)…But her favorite tasks involve washing vegetables.
I’ve noticed something about myself as a parent – I tend to hold back on things I think will be messy or potentially harmful to Sloan. I also tell myself a lot “Oh, she’s not old enough for that yet”…and it’s one of my biggest weaknesses as a parent. I have found that if I let her do things, even if I question those things, she usually excels at them. I need to learn to stretch and she is helping me. I’ve also noticed that having Sloan help me around the house (baking especially) makes her better at following directions and focusing. It also completely changes her attitude. When she’s having a rough day – we make cookies. She loves helping and feels important. Plus, we both get a treat at the end.
As much as she loves baking, she loves making “forts” even more. It’s her favorite thing to do and we made plenty during the month of December. They don’t even have to be that spectacular – just a couple of chairs and a blanket.
We also did a little backyard and Park City snowboarding. Sloan actually preferred to play in the snow this particular trip. You win some – you lose some. She’s a toddler after all.
Zach even made her a little course in the backyard with a hula hoop and a tote lid (to represent a little box rail maybe?) to test her skills on.
The Friday before Christmas Eve was our Fotheringham Family Christmas party. It was at my aunt’s church – and a Luau theme. It turned out darling and everyone had a great time. Sloan especially…she even got loved on a little TOO much.
December was wonderful – I’m honestly sad it’s over. I almost wish I could do it over (but without the obscene amount of glitter in every room of my house and the stomachache from all the baked goods) but it might take me another 11 months to recover.