Parts of this Christmas have been oddly griefy, but I’m managing pretty well. We have kept things pretty quiet and simple, which has been nice. Yet there are still things to do each day, which helps, too.
Today, sweet Cherice came over for morning java 💜 It had been a while, so it felt really homey to have her around. Dekker had a Christmas gift he had been aching to give her, so that was fun to watch, also.
She headed out after a while to do her day, and we continued on with ours. Brady did a little bit of prep work for one project we want to do in the house soon. He did the loud stuff, because the babies were up at the right time. So now, whenever the time suits, he can do the rest with minimal noise or issue. Smart.
We lunched, and my mom came over for the afternoon. We kept things going really slow. I worked on a puzzle and my mom read to the kids while they painted or just sat and listened. I don’t think any of us are feeling 100%, though all in different ways. Wavy left for a playdate mid afternoon. I eventually headed to the kitchen and picked away at making supper. I chose to make a really yummy soup thats a little bit decadent, so its crazy delicious but it takes a while to come together. I worked on that and visited with the family, puzzling in between.
Supper was yummy. I overate. My mom left shortly thereafter. Wavy came home. Everyone was tired. I puzzled a little more while the house got tidied up and kids got ready to wind down.
Now, they are in bed and so am I. Tomorrow, we will attempt to get to church. And we didn’t get around to delivering cards this evening as we had hoped, but maybe tomorrow will be the day for it. Its not too late, right??
Right.