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Nov
17
2008

Mom Dot Christmas of Dreams Day 4!!!

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DAY FOUR QUESTION(S)

What is your favorite Holiday recipe?

Well, since I’m anti-everything, I’ll have to bring everything back to dinner at my mom’s house. We go back there every year for Christmas. As far as Thanksgiving, I’m old school. All I was is Turkey, taters, corn, stuffing and rolls. Nothing else. I’ll eat some apple pie (but not the apples, I pick them out) and anything with chocolate.

I’m Polish, and our tradition is that we don’t have meat on Christmas Eve. Every Christmas was spent in a car driving 5 hours to Connecticut so we’ve always celebrated on Christmas Eve. Problem is, I hated just about everything that was served. Typically the meal would involve haddock (seafood nauseates me), meatless lasagna (ew. Ricotta cheese.), Gizzard Stuffing (I refuse to even TRY that one, it’s my Uncle’s specialty) and so on.

A typical Christmas finds me making a plate of scalloped potatoes mixed with corn (yes, I’m a mixer) and about 30 rolls. Then at roughly midnight as Eve turns into Christmas Day, I head to I-90 (NYS Thruway) where I know the McDonalds is open and I’d get me some chicken nuggets and fries. So Google the recipe for that, because that’s my favorite one.

Describe your Holiday table.

Again, it all happens at my moms. We used to alternate between my mom and her brothers but Drama has ended that. I’ll just describe mom’s table as I remember it. My grandfather at one end, Step father at the other. Mom in the kitchen serving stuff. Aunt helping mom, Uncle doing something Uncle-ish. Watching TV or talking to Al (Step dad), most likely. When we were kids we had all 4 of us kids and all 4 cousins together. My nephew (now 19) used to throw a fit EVERY YEAR and refuse to eat. My mom has a huge dining room and dining table, so we all fit there. Al would take the camcorder out and video tape the hours we sat there, so the tape was boring as heck. We’d all eat, get frustrated and as we got older we’d start drinking.

My mother and me at Christmas when I was 18. HOW CUTE WAS I?!

My mother and me at Christmas when I was 18. HOW CUTE WAS I?!

I’m the youngest of the 4 of us, so after I turned 21 we’d all go out to the bars and get loaded. Now, I’ll return to my moms once again. Christmas Eve will find me with 2 of my sibs (one’s in TN). My now 19 year old nephew who still might throw a fit, I won’t underestimate him. This year is Josh’s first Christmas. Jake will be a superstar, talking to everyone around him and Josh will be smashing something happily in a high chair, most likely eating a waffle. My Aunt, Uncle and cousins won’t be coming. The cousins might stop by and if some Christmas miracle happens, the drama will cease but it’s not likely just yet. Plus, now that we’re all grown, married and reproducing, that’d bring over 20 of us together and that’s just destined to be counter-productive.

What is your biggest Holiday cooking disaster?

I don’t cook at the holidays. Never have. This t-day I’m going to the neighbors. We’re all new in the cul de sac and no one’s going out of town, so we’re having a pot luck at Bob & Terry’s. Mom won’t allow anyone in her kitchen and my step father won’t eat anyone else’s cooking so as far as one of my mom’s cooking disasters, I’d have to say they’re non existent. Maybe my dad can reach back 27 years to before they split but I can’t think of a time my mom ruined anything. That woman can cook!

So, I’m afraid this day 4 is rather uneventful in my offering. I’d like to throw in something about being a mother to my boys. Jake’s sick (again, like all of us this time of year) and last night he wanted me to lay in bed with him. As he’s playing with my hair he says to me, “Mommy, there’s hardly any crusted up food in your hair today!”. As I thank him for that info and try to shush him to sleep, I grab his hand in what I saw as a loving and comforting gesture. Just as I’m thinking about the wonderful hand holding bonding experience with my toddler and loving life as a mom, Jacob says to me “Um, mom? Would you please let go of my hand? Thanks.”

Yeah. He looks sweet alright...

Yeah. He looks sweet alright...

Yeah. So this morning, Ryan brings Josh to me before he has to leave for work (he wakes with the kids every morning, I sleep til 7:30 when he leaves). My ADORABLE 7 month old is sitting on me as I lie in my bed, smiling as he pulls his pacifier out of his mouth. As he lovingly reaches toward me, my heart fills with joy at the love pouring from my baby to me.

With pacifier still in hand, Joshua squeals with delight and proceeds to beat me repeatedly in the face with said pacifier. He’s thrilled as can be, so I try to avoid the major blows and show him how to be nice to mommy. “Nice mommy”, I say as I try to have him pet me instead of beat me. I take his tiny hand and try to have him gently stroke my cheek. Note to self-file Joshua’s nails. In the process of “stroking” my face, Mr. Kruger slashed me like a kitten with tissue paper.

get cuter Josh. Oh, that's right-you can't.

Get cuter Josh. Oh, that's right-you can't.

Any who, I sit here a bloody defeated women. Jake’s home sick form school. Josh is napping and Jake’s refusing to sit still and he’s jumping off the couch into a box. This couldn’t possibly end well…

That's better...

That's better.

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Written by Julie in: Step 4: Have Fun!

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