Today is a day that we, as a family, just like most families, have been planning and preping for well since last year. We normally make a short trip to my husbands families to feast and gorge and then have dessert (pie anyone?). This year our plans changed, then changed again, changed back and maybe had another twist in the plot.
The weather has kept us home--and as much as I love spending time with my in-laws and family friends, it is really nice to just stay home and be still for a change (okay really not still, but unable to leave the house). I have already accomplished some goals for the weekend and plan on spending some time reading Little Women while cuddled up under a blanket.
The kids have been enjoying their humble load of gifts and finding other gifts from days gone by to use as well.
Martin is fully enjoying his lego sets and the lego brick builder magazine he reseaved (a magazine that will come every 2 months with legos, guess that will keep him busy all year long) Maybe someday he will join my brother in building or maybe enginering or something that pays him well so he can put us in a good home someday.
Poppy has been bouncing back and forth from one thing to another, flitting as only she does best. She was gifted a new bedding set which means she will be taking on a "new" big girl bed. She is elated. It's like a whole new room for her and she keeps checking it out. She keeps "writing" in her diary too, I'm sure she is noting details about how wonderful this Christmas is turning out to be. Or maybe she has been inspired by her all time favorite musical Mama Mia and is just writing dot dot dot. (only hoping she is not implying the same meaning to dot dot dot)
Adam is doing this and that and I believe it is his Christmas wish to get some wii time in. I'm sure he will be succesful.
I will end this little holiday tribute with a wish for you, who is reading this, may the coming year bring unexpeceted moments that you will charish for always.
Merry Christmas to you.
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