Christmas Chaos...I mean Cheer!

Happy Birthday Baby Jesus!



I couldn't sleep- I lay awake thinking of all my Christmas pasts...the anticipation, the excitement, what is Santa going to bring, will he bring anything at all, what time will he come, will I have to wait for my parents to get up...I couldn't help but smile thinking that my birdboys were having the same thoughts as they cuddled up in bed. I peeked in their door.... Nope, sawing logs, an occasional chatter as they talked in their sleep. Seriously... are boys and girls that different? Apparently so.

Don't get me wrong, I know they are/were excited about the prospect of receiving all the loot on their wish list. But seriously...how can they just sleep through the night without budging knowing that Santa is clearly going to drop off a boat-load of gifts. I'm 36...I still can't sleep when I know Santa is coming.

Anyway, the birdboys slept in until 5:23...much later than the 4AM last year. The carnage was completed by 8:05. We took our time this year- Bird1 received, of all things, a BB gun. Must to my dislike- but the kid has been at it since 8. Maybe he can shoot my ground squirrels in the yard. Merry Christmas, furry things. Bird2 received, of all things, a Nerf Stampede gun... do you see a theme going on here? Where in the world are my dolls, barbies, easy-bake ovens? But again, he's been at it since 8 as well. Maybe he can practice shooting ground squirrels without really hurting them. Next year we'll step up to the BB gun. Bird3 refused to open much of anything after he received a choo-choo train. He was so overwhelmed he shut down. And Birdbaby slept until 8:30...he's never done this. WTheck? He seemed pleased with his RadioFlyer wagon and a box of graham crackers. Birdpapa didn't say much as he was armed with batteries and screwdrivers ready to attack at any moment a toy was thrown at him. His only peep was "geez, do they think this is Fort Knox?" Other than that, he loved his music & gift cards. As for this Queenbird- He had me at Wicked. I didn't need anything... except of course, all my birdbabies enjoying their stash.

Merry Christmas 2010 from the Mieska 6.

Birdfamily Christmas Eve 2010

Whew! The day finally arrived and it couldn't come fast enough for the birdboys. A great afternoon was spent at G&G Mieska's house with cousin Ava. Grandpa Steve even took the 'lil birds sledding! Watch for one photo of Grandpa and tell me who he looks like!

Birdpapa Birthday

Birdpapa has been counting down the days until his 36th birthday...a little weird if you ask me. Anything past 30 is just old, right? We're on the other side of 35 which only means we're closer to 40...ugh! I remember when my mom turned 40 and I couldn't believe how O.L.D. that sounded. Well, last night was just a confirmation that Jere's NOT old and we've got a really long way before we hit that point!

One word. Bullriding.

Okay, it wasn't technically bull-riding but it sounds great, right? Birdpap doesn't EVER get embarassed however, I sensed a bit of trepidation when the waiter rolled the horse saddle over to our table, handed Birdpapa a cowboy hat (made for a toddler), and told him to 'buck up and enjoy the ride'. I nearly fell off my chair, okay booth, but just the same. Birdpapa is a firm believer in "go hard, or go home" so boy did he enjoy the hootin' and hollerin' from the entire restaurant when the waiter annouced that he was turning 21! I love that dear man! He is and always has been a grown.up.toddler!

All joking aside, I do love him and am so blessed to have him in my life. God picked out a good one for me! Happy Birthday, Jere.

Now, can we get on with the week and start prepping for Santa....Geesh.

Crack me up....

Poor baby Finn
What was I thinking? Failed Christmas card attempt



Just needed to post some random photos of random Mieska moments... Enjoy your Saturday everyone.