Well, here we are three days after Christmas. It’s been an interesting Christmas season for us. It started out beautifully (as you can read here ), but ended a little more drearily with sadness at the death of a family member, and sickness that passed through the whole family.
Plus, we were missing all the family and friends we didn’t get to see this year.
So we had to work a little harder than usual to salvage Christmas. But after all was said and done, Hubby and I agreed that in some ways, it was our best Christmas ever. We had quiet, unity, peace, and love. Our focus was redirected to the things that really mattered.
We shared gifts together and lit all of our Advent candles over a lovely, slow brunch. We watched The Polar Express and made art. We drank wine as I prepared my first goose. We watched Baby V take in the wonder of her first Christmas. We watched Little Guy dance in excitement over his gifts, and promptly go into sensory overload. We ate carrot cake and veggie chips with dip. After the kids went to bed, Hubby and I curled up on the couch with a movie and another glass of wine. And the next morning, we woke up to snow.
So you know? It was actually pretty okay after all.
Merry Christmas a few days late from me…
and Little Guy…
and Baby V…
Little Guy’s favorite gift was his new sixteen-color set of beeswax block crayons.
He also has been loving all of his new Arnold Lobel books.
Baby V’s big present was a ride-on toy, but she’s not too sure about it yet. Her current favorite gift is a set of instruments from her grandparents.
How was your Christmas?