When I started blogging I
promised myself that it was not going to turn into another source of guilt but
still I feel very guilty for not being better about keeping up with it.
Anyway, where did I leave
off? Christmas!! Christmas with a four year old is awesome! 4-10 are the golden
Christmas years. The Christmas season was so much fun, we went to Santa’s
wonderland, decorated the tree, made Christmas cookies, visited family, sang
songs and counted down the days to Christmas. He loved seeing the presents pile up under our tree and would have me go through each one and tell him who it was for until he knew most of them from memory.
Our Christmas plans were to
go into the woodlands on Christmas Eve, spend the night with my parents and do
Christmas morning there with my family and then at 1pm go over to Jack’s dad’s
and spend have Christmas dinner with them. Corrie came too.
So, on Christmas eve Jack and
I spent the night snuggled together in a twin bed in the woodlands. Christmas got off to a rough start. Jack woke up sick :( :(
I tried to cheer him up by
giving him the special present first, the one he had been asking for and hoping
for the most, but he couldn’t even open it; he just lay on the floor next to
it.
He couldn't even eat grandma's delicious Cinnamon-rolls.
Everyone was pretty bummed, but luckily he started feeling better. IT WAS A
CHRISTMAS MIRACLE! He was well enough to finish presents at my parent’s house
and get to his dad’s in time. He got tons of presents there, played with his cousins, and ate turkey like nobody's business. You would have never known how the day started.
Back to reality:
The holidays are over. School
has started. My schedule (which was suppose to be light) is packed. The best
part of the holiday was getting to say “yes” so often.
Can we go to the park?
Yes.
Right
now?
Yes.
You wanna jump on the
trampoline?
Yes.
You wanna play me CandyLand
mom?
Yes.
Will you build my lego ship?
Yes.
School has a way of turning a lot of my "yes" answers into "hang on, in a minute, just let me finish this real quick" answers. I love school, but I don't love that.
