Wednesday, December 12, 2012

Saturday {Making Memories}

I wrote a calendar out for the month of December with all of the blog posts that I wanted to write and I have veered off schedule. This blog was pretty quiet last week as a result of the usual family stuff…icky illnesses, busy schedules and just time. 

This weekend was supposed to be full of friends but Cate succumbed to pneumonia after three trips to the pediatrician and five weeks of a cough and congesting so we collectively decided that getting together was not the best idea.

{Edit: Since writing this we also have a confirmed diagnosis for Cate of pertussis (whooping cough). Poor poor girl…}

 I would have loved to celebrate the season with friends, but after last weekend and the calendar of events leading up to Christmas including this weekend we settled in with no plans for Saturday.  No plans turned in to memories being made in my house and that makes me happy and renews my belief that this truly is a magical time of the year.

Growing up my mama bought my brother and me a new ornament every year.  And growing up, it was tradition to put them on the tree each year and marvel at each one as it went up.  This tradition is deeply embedded in my Christmas spirit and I have passed it on to my own family.  And this year, we let Brady pick out his own ornament at Macys.   Any guesses what he picked?

And, Cate well she got a cupcake. 

And after naps for all, we decided to venture to the city.  Since, having Brady we have visited the Lincoln Park Zoo for their Zoo Lights every year.   We question every year why we are going as the bitter wind whips in our face off the lake, we battle the horrible parking and bumper to bumper traffic to get there and then we actually enter the zoo those complaints disappear. 

The look on his face makes it worth it.  We looked at the lights, even got to see the tiger which Brady was convinced was looking for his mommy and daddy and rode the merry go round.  A zebra for Brady and a panda bear for Cate, who pet her animal the entire time.

As we walked in to daycare Monday morning, Brady exclaimed, “Ms. Adrian, I wrode the erry go round. I rode a zebra and we saw a tiger.” That, that memory from my three year old makes it worth it.  


  1. Aww poor baby! But glad you were able to make the most of it!

  2. Poor sweet girl! That tree is gorgeous. Just like your babies.