The kids (and I) slept in beautifully this morning and it shows. There was less than half the amount of snot flowing in our house, which was huge relief! Maybe we won’t infect everyone we encounter over the holidays!!
Our day was relaxed and calm for the most part. We played downstairs, ate yummy snacks for lunch, and the kids went down for their nap quite nicely. Its funny, because while they appear to be considerably healthier, and they really are considerably healthier, they are still under the weather to a degree. While the napped, I wrapped the last two presents I had. One for our nephews birthday party this weekend, and one for our doctor. Is that strange? Does anyone else give their doctor a Christmas gift, or are we just awkward? Anyway, I enjoyed that quite a bit actually. Taking my time, curling ribbon, and not having a whole pile of things in front of me, but just a couple. It was soon closing in on the time when we had somewhere to be, so I finished up the gifts and got myself ready to be seen in public.
I ended up having to wake the kids from a dead sleep to get them dressed and out the door in time. Didn’t expect that. They were both pretty unimpressed. Even with promises of going to Grandmas house, they weren’t convinced it was good that I had woken them. Dekker lay lifeless on the floor and I got him ready, saying he didn’t feel well. Laela lay in her crib, still completely wrapped, and stared at us, moaning her sad sick moan. Her “why are you doing this to us?” moan. So they both dragged their feet and whined their way from their bedroom to the entrance to the van, where they mourned being strapped into their carseats. I turned on some peppy Christmas music and tried to make it fun for them. Halfway through the drive to Grandmas, I said to them “This is fun, right guys?” One “no” and one head shake was enough to shut me up, except for the laughing I did under my breath.
Lucky for me, everyone perked up once we arrived at the promised location. We arrived to a delicious supper of chicken and rice, corn, with salad on the side, and an unbelievable cheesy garlic bread. It was delicious. Dekker ate almost nothing, but I think he was frankly just too excited to be there and wanted to go play. So he did, and Laela ate really well. I love that she’ll really eat anything.
After supper, or rather, just before 6:00, Brady and I abandoned everyone and met up with some people at the church to practice music for the Christmas Eve service. Two songs and two hours later, I think it’ll actually sound good! Hopefully just one more practice on the day will be enough to make it great. At the very least, it’ll be a lot of fun!
We got Laela her milk and the kids into their jammies before we left to head home, and got in a bit more visiting. But we inevitably left, and the kids miraculously stayed awake the entire drive home! Now they’re pretty overtired and having trouble falling asleep, but it’ll come. And then a bath for us and off to bed. Brady has been working his butt off, going in early and staying late in an effort to have tomorrow off, but things keep getting casually chucked on his plate that have to be done before Christmas, so thats been a tough one to swallow for me. BUT tomorrow has potential to at least be a shorter day that will leave him room to come home and help me get us organized and packed for our trip. Who knows if we’ll get there though. This week has certainly not panned out how I had expected or hoped, but I don’t think its been bad. Just not as fun as we had originally planned it out to be. Such is life. Lots of fun is still to come in the next two weeks!