Merry Christmas to you and those who are special to you! May the your heart be filled with peace as we celebrate this day.
It’s finally here! If your kids are like mine, they are just about losing it with excitement. And in a couple cases over here there was some actual losing it that occurred. It’s hard to be little and tired and ready for that jolly big guy to leave your heart’s one true desire in your living room!
We all have them-those special things we do each year that give us the warm fuzzies and remind us that it’s Christmas time! I’m sure many of us share some of the same traditions. We decorate our Christmas trees, sing Christmas carols (sometimes off key), bake yummy treats, and prepare gifts for our nearest and dearest.
This is our first year with the elves. They came to us a couple weeks ago and actually rode in on the train that skirts our tree. Twinkle and Sprinkle are their names, and they came with a note explaining that they might find themselves in bits of mischief. Here is some of the mischief they’ve created since they’ve been with us.
I have gone through several ideas for advent calendars. When I was a kid we had a felt calendar that hung on the wall. It had pockets and my mom would put candies in them. My brother and I got to pick our candy out each day as we counted down to Christmas Day. Fun! Wanting to keep the candy away from my kids, I foolishly came up with another idea. You can see it here. It involved moving a bow on ornaments that hung in our window. It’s very pretty…just not as fun for the kids though.
The Christmas Parade has come and gone. This year, like the previous two we put together a float in the name of our church. Each year they get better and better. This year we added a couple guys playing guitar and singing Christmas songs and people loved it!
Sometimes Scott’s job takes him away from us for a few days. Usually, and I wish this didn’t have a pattern to follow it, but usually when he goes something unusual happens. Unusual and unpleasant. This particular week began with Chloe getting sick. It only lasted for a day so I blew it off. But the rest of them followed like dominoes, hitting Laelia and then Reed. Willow was last to get sick. After about a day of a fever, Reed came to me in pain. He had a big patch of blisters on his leg. At first I wasn’t sure what it was, but then it hit me–chicken pox.
Well, we made it. Hurricane Matthew blew through our area in the wee hours of the morning and, except for a slight few branches blown down, it left us untouched. It is truly an amazing thing. The winds were whipping the trees around, but our home was entirely sound. The water in our pond creeped higher and higher as the rains fell all day yesterday and this morning, but we stayed dry. Even our goats and kittens on the back porch didn’t seem affected by the storm…other than being a little afraid.
He’s on his way, and his track is aimed right for us. I think in a situation like this it’s difficult to feel entirely prepared. Can you ever do enough? Scott put up the hurricane shutters.