December has been wonderful!
I am overwhelmed by how richly God has blessed our family...in so many ways.
Christmas Eve morning we packed the children in their jammies and enjoyed breakfast at Dunkin Donuts.
Little Bit enjoyed every bite...
Every SINGLE bite...
Everyone was happy and content. And everyone, save Little Bit, had coffee.
The awe on their faces...
The sprinkles on their noses...
And that hot hunk sitting across the table from me...
It was a great time together...even the little bit of swiping that went on!
I highly recommend Christmas eve breakfast out, with children in their jammies. It was awesome.
Late that afternoon we let them each open one gift.
Matching jammies for Christmas morning!
Because when my sisters and I were little, my mom always got us matching pajamas!
Christmas morning finally came...
It was a day of fun and play!
But I have to be honest...the food was wonderful.
The company was great! The Engineer's parents and brother joined us. We loved having them! - I missed my Mom. This was our first Christmas apart. (Not bad in 29 years!) And we missed Grandma and Grandpa. (Grandma just had her knee replaced.) Ok, and I always miss the Christmas Eves we had when I was a little girl. I got a little teary remembering my grandparents and their beautiful, large table, set with all their finest, and the family packed tightly 'round it! And as I grow older I appreciate more and more my Mom and grandmother.
The gifts were far too plentiful. Everyone was very generous.
What I'm trying to say is that it was a picture perfect Christmas. Except for my heart...possibly, our hearts. Looking back on the day, and on Christmas Eve, I am sad that we didn't even take the time to read the story of Christ's birth...we prepared our home well, I'm just not sure how well we prepared our hearts. We talked about intentionally preparing our hearts. We just never did it. At least, I didn't. And I didn't faithfully point our children in that direction. I don't like Christmases like that, and unfortunately, this wasn't a first for us. In all the hustle and bustle and late nights and company (which we do love!), and quite frankly, lack of caffeine, it was very difficult to pull away and spend time with my Savior. I chose other things instead. A lack of time with Him, especially over several days, leaves my heart longing and a bit sad. I'd like not to repeat this.
I am thankful that God does not leave us or forsake us and that while we were yet sinners - not once I got my act together - Christ died for us. Again, I am reminded of and thankful that His mercies are new every morning.
And when it was time for the grands to depart, and the uncle, the children would have none of that. They attempted a two man tackle, much to their chagrin and after being pulled on their bellies through the house, Uncle broke free!
Hallelujah what a Savior! Hallelujah what a friend!
Saving, helping, keeping, loving, He is with me to the end...