Friday, December 19, 2008

Little Women 2008


Gracie's mastered the fine art of homemade cinnamon rolls. The more butter, the better.


Laura is trying to figure out the knitting thing. She's precocious that way.


Watch Mommy for a minute.


Yeah, that's the way.




Madeleine hasn't stopped knitting since her birthday.



Sarah's working on a blanket for her doll.
That's good, because it's cold outside. Something about being snowed in brings out the little homemaker in me. I'm just one stop short of finding a copy of "Pilgrim's Progress" to read aloud at night around the fire.
Wait, we don't have a fireplace (yet).
I guess we're still not the March family. After all, Daddy is home most evenings, not off to war at all. But the old-fashioned cozy togetherness is definitely growing on me. This year's economy and weather have conspired to make any trips to the mall impossible.
I dislike the mall with a passion that precedes Etsy or even Ebay. But this year I'm not even shopping online.
I'm just... not shopping. I made some really neat gifts in the kitchen and at the sewing machine. I already had some things in my closet of surprise. (For instance, Sarah wanted a "spy kit" a la Harriet, and I'd picked up the components of that previously.)
I've combed through my books and other treasures and found meaningful presents. The girls spontaneously went through their things and made four boxes of lovely donations for our local women's shelter. (It personally bothers me to donate anything that's not in pristine condition, so I'm proud of their selections.) And the big girls are prepping surprise hand-me-downs of teddy bears and dolls for Grace and Laura, which I find charming, so I've been secretly sewing little wardrobes to complement those gifts from the heart.
You know what? I think we're not alone. I think other families across our nation and around the world took hits in the wildly fluctuating stock market and the dismal economy. I think when we took the hit, we took stock. And then we said, let me off of this wild ride, Mr. Toad.
Christmas has never been a super-commercial time in our family, but it's never been as low key as this year. For our part, we are incredibly blessed to be together with tons of time for baking gingerbread and cinnamon rolls and pulling out rows of knitting just to start over.
There will be no Wii under the tree, but "we" are alright with that.






3 comments:

Dick Daring said...

Hey Miriam- so weird, I just happen to be reading(ever so slowly) thru Pilgrims Progress. I have walked with Christian through the Valley of Humiliation and discoursed with Faithful on the bedaubing of Pliable in the Slough of Despond and his subsequent state as pariah in the City of Destruction.(pg. 131) Started that book two weeks ago, with only a short break (read 700 pg Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows in 36 hrs.) shame on me - I know, I know.

Katie said...

Ah, the joys of being broke. To some degree, it is nice to rely on the things at hand....and then, it would just be so nice to grab a cheeseburger and hit Target.

I'm just sayin'.

Barb said...

Care to share that cinnamon roll recipe? Not that my kids would eat it but...well, *I* need some soul food!

The knitting looks GREAT! I'm very impressed with all of your progress. Have you discovered knittinghelp.com yet? I'm such a visual learner that it was invaluable to me.

anyway, just chiming in from the other side of the ocuntry, where we, too, are snowed in!

Barb