Monday, 12 December 2011
I don't have any pictures of the stocking-opening or the general hysteria over Santa's cookie and milk consumption (not to mention Rudolph's teeth marks in the carrots we left out) but picture a lot of jumping around. It was exciting.
Hero husband went out for fresh bagels and fancy chocolate and cranberry brioche for our Christmas breakfast. Liliane ate an entire plate of fresh berries and could not finish her bagel due to the proximity of so many unopened presents. She did well, bless her little heart, but the stress was too much.
I fulfilled my parental role by relishing every single bite of my breakfast then suggesting that maybe before we open any gifts we should perhaps do some cleaning? Take a walk maybe?
The BEFORE picture. They are all blurry since it is physically impossible for a 4 year old to not wiggle. It's a scientific fact.
Each person took a turn opening and she was as excited about handing out presents to everyone as she was about opening her own. So cute.
"Hey Alice! How do you feel about drinking formula?"
The bouncer went over well. Anybody else remember those? The hippety hop was the hottest toy in my kindergarten class, no question. Now they are called bouncers. And they have princesses on them.
Whatever. The effect is the same.
And the grand finale: Cinderella carriage.
I was very, very spoiled.
Say hello to my new baby. I call him... ALEJANDRO.
(I realize this makes no sense because it's a French-made, Italian espresso maker but IT'S MY ESPRESSO MACHINE AND I CAN FANTASY-NAME IT WHATEVER I WANT TO)
You are so very, very handsome.
And you make my morning so much better with your powerful steam, gorgeous crema and cozy little cup warmer.
Sorry Bodum, I love you too, but Alejandro will be ringing my bell until further notice.
Stéphane got me an espresso maker (among many other excellent treats) and I got him these:
Darth Vader light sabre chopsticks. AND I got him the blue Luke Skywalker chopsticks. I know. Almost as good as Alejandro! (OK I also got him some clothes AND a very fancy sleep mask which is really like giving the gift of GOOD SLEEP which is priceless, don't you agree?)
Can you tell which one of us is on a maternity leave budget?
ANYWAY, all this to say that we had an excellent early Christmas. Am now focusing on packing up to head out to BC.
Also stockpiling tranquilizers for our first two-child, cross-country flight. Ha ha. NO, REALLY.
Happy Monday everybody!
Friday, 9 December 2011
1 cup of butter
1/2 cup of brown sugar
2 cups of flour
Cream butter and sugar. Add flour and mix together, you may want to use your hands. Form dough into a ball and refrigerate for at least 30 minutes (or if it's well wrapped, it keeps in the fridge for a few days).
If you are in touch with your inner five-year old (like me!), roll out and cut into shapes and add sprinkles before baking at 300 degrees for about 10 minutes.
Then make yourself a Bodum of French Roast and join me in one of the best traditions of the season!
*Recipe courtesy of Thelma Fairclough, who is no doubt enjoying her shortbread and coffee with the angels. We miss her.
Monday, 5 December 2011
There are many, many reasons for loving the Arbour Clan Christmas Brunch.
The food. Obviously.
Family! They really are a photogenic bunch:
My table decoration. Fresh flowers and red berries just make me so.... HAPPY.
The gift exchange! Once your name has been drawn...
you choose a present OR swipe someone else's.
As per usual, Liliane was indifferent to the whole thing.
Alice slept through most of it, but made an appearance to wow everyone with her mad snuggling skillz:
Once everyone went home, we girls had some self-portrait fun:
So guess which movie we watched? AGAIN?
And that's a wrap on the semi-annual Arbour Family Christmas Brunch. Thanks for coming everybody! And leaving my kitchen so clean!