Pugmire Family

And now for the holidays. 2011 brought a dearth of holiday celebrations. In fact, the only holiday we celebrated was Christmas. That’s what happens when you sell your house, move across the country, start working 90 hours a week and are pregnant-sick all the time. Now that Eole is two, I realize I need to step it up when it comes to celebrating holidays. I remember being two, and I don’t want her to look back and realize what a burn-out mom she had.

While still sick at Christmas, I did manage to finally finish our felt stockings. As a newly- wed couple, Dan and I pulled out our childhood stockings for our first Christmas together. Imagine our surprise to find that we both possessed home-made (and maybe a little homely) felt stockings. Thus began the dream to make new felt stockings for us and our future children. Eight Christmases later, I finally finished our first three!

I might have gone a little over-board for Easter this year…I bought four bags of candy for myself and a two-year old (Dan hates Easter candy, which is a down-right heresy in my book). The worst part is that I actually had to go to the store again because Eole and I had eaten most of that candy before Easter. Eole and I also participated in two Easter egg hunts. Although, she preferred to pick up a few eggs and then hide them again rather than keep them.