Some cookies aren't being made this year---in fact, I'll be lucky if I only get 3 or 4 different kinds made. Only one kid made it to Santa's lap (I bet you can guess which one decided to take a lollipop from him and run). We haven't done many light trips, since the evenings are tiring and the kids just want to read The Grinch or The Polar Express. I should be freaking out. But, I'm not yet. Instead, I'm still getting the chills everytime Christian sings Jingle Bells. I mean, will it EVER get old to hear his sweet voice? Lily is telling us all about her "Snoman" and "Gingerbread House" and helps us find our Elf on the Shelf every morning. More importantly (and most cutely), she wakes up and says "Happy Birday Cheeses". Priceless.
|Sibling Love--Lily crashing Christian's school party and sharing a treat.|
|Silly man. I love being his Room Mom...I get to crash the parties too!|