They have been moved...
They were bought,
moved into the house,
up to my sewing room.
A few of them got wrapped and put under the tree.
The rest sat.
We have had a few issues this year.
Finally on Friday,
my last day of work
before this blessed Christmas break,
I moved them all to my car and took them to work.
I guess that is one of the benefits of self employment.
I moved them all home
and artfully arranged them under the
I remembered that because of my mil being sick
we were having the traditional
Feast of the Seven Fishes
at my house.
six kids, ages seven and under and all those gifts?
Anyone could tell you that was not going to work.
I moved them again.
To our bedroom.
This morning, they came back down....
and are once again
artfully arranged under the tree.
Tonight will be our Christmas celebration.
Things have been a little different this year.
On Christmas Eve,
my mother in law was admitted to the hospital
and is still there.
A long standing
Christmas Eve tradition
Plans have been changed,
has been stretched,
We have flexed.
My stress level has been pushed somewhat...
to the limit?
I keep reminding myself
in the big picture of life
some things are just not worth stressing about.
And how could you stress
looking at these little faces?
Both of them gripping their sippy cups,
they have finally discovered one another!
And this little one...
always the sensitive one.
Christmas Eve morning had me so exasperated
with his brother
that I broke down and yelled,
"You better settle down because I have a direct line to Santa!"
I was not proud...
it just slipped out.
This little one,
"Grandma, do you have a direct line to Jesus, too?"
It makes one think...
I hope that all of you had a wonderful
take time in the coming days to REST!