Waiting

It's so hard to wait for Santa....

But we're doin' it and we THINK he is going to come tonight.
So we did the who spiel...we put out the cookies and wrote the letter (oh dear, what to do when your little boy asks for something on Christmas Eve that he hasn't asked for all season?)

Merry Christmas to you all.  

(Thank you Sarah ....For the love of naps for the majority of these pictures!)

Snow

I am a huge Indigo Girls fan-been to multiple (probably more than 6) concerts.  I can't get enough.  Have you read this post by Mamastery?  Reason #1003 that I love her!  I specifically love the caption below the blurry photo!!!!  So take a listen (this is the ONLY version I could find online-so you can turn it off as soon as the song is over).  It's not important to watch, just keep washing those dishes with this song on in the background, because nothing important really happens.  But I love this holiday song, the lyrics and how light it is.

It finally snowed here.

Hugh isn't so sure about all that fluffy stuff yet.

Here's to hoping the temps cooperate so Hugh can touch his first snowman.  

First Holiday Post

Take a listen....




Where have I been you ask?

Catering to this little guys every need.

I'm one who is so so so very excited about the holidays.  I'm cheesy and ridiculous and want to listen to Christmas music as soon as the temperature drops below 50 degrees or right after trick or treat.  Or whichever comes first.  I tip toe around this though, because I know there are a lot of holiday haters scrooges out there who don't want to hear any holiday carols until the week before Santa's arrival.

But this year I am having a hard time getting in the spirit.  Eli asks what "getting in the spirit" means.  It's hard to explain because it's mostly a feeling.  But my heart is heavy because I think about it all day and the only magic I have felt in the last few weeks are only snippets throughout the day.  And I want to sandwiched between wrapping paper, big red bows, Christmas cookies and snow flakes.

The kids are definitely in it.  There is a lot of jumping, and counting down and questions about Santa and the long, long, long, never ending list of things that needs to be put on "the list" for under the tree.  So I take note of all of that, and pat myself on the back at the end of the day that I haven't failed.  Even though I haven't felt magical glittery all day, the boys do.  So I must be doing something right.

And even though I struggle, I remember that the littlest things bring them joy.  And I'm lucky to be the mom who gets to watch as they oooh and ahhh over the holiday magic.

So it may not be relaxed cookie baking, or slow ornament hanging with a glass of wine, or even wrapping with the help of a little finger.  It might just be avoiding the malls, hearing Rudolph the red nosed lyrics out of my 4 year old or the red sparkly candle I finally lit.

So that magic that I can remember, I feel it and it IS there.  It's just different this year.  As my sister says, this is my season. Letting go of the expectations of what it was, or ought to be (who decides that anyways, except yourself) is important.   The spurts of Christmas joy that I feel adds up over the weeks.  And there is no rush. None what so ever.  It will be so sad when it's over. So slow down December.  Slow down world.  Take deep breaths and let yourself feel that spirit-however it hits you.