I've come to the conclusion that Christmas is a holiday best enjoyed by the young. This year I think I spent most of the time in food preparation, food cleaning, or taming tantrums. I didn't put my feet up, didn't play a game of cards, didn't even have an afternoon snooze on the couch. Not that I ever have (snoozed that is). It was a little bit nuts! I think that as the kids get older, their ability to deal with the busyness will get better and life will get easier. I can't say that I'm sad that it's over for the year... I'm getting tired of constantly telling the boys to "Leave the tree alone!" and I know that I will discover at least a couple of ornament casualties again this year.
I hope everyone who still follows this blog after my two years of sporadic posts, enjoyed the holidays and is looking forward to the New Year and all that it brings! (The New Year is kind of an odd, bittersweet sentiment to me. I always felt that the New Year started in September, back when life revolved around the school calendar. Starting fresh in the midst of winter and darkness never did seem quite right.)
But I guess that's for another post...
Alex posing oh-so cooperatively in his new sweater from Grandma and Grandpa Freeman.