Hey there friends! I can’t believe it is already December. This year has flown by, but I am so excited for Christmas. The way that this season makes me feel is something that I wish I could hold onto all year long.
Christmas is, as for most people, one of my favorite times of the year. I love the smells, the lights, the weather, and the feelings. However, it is the season that goes by so quickly. The one that comes and goes before I am anywhere near ready for it. Summer blends into fall, which turns into Christmas, and then before we know it we are making New Year’s resolutions. How does it happen so dang quickly? I feel like as a kid I always counted down the days, and couldn’t wait for Christmas day to arrive. The anticipation was so real, that I could barely sleep the night before. Now, I so often fall into bed on Christmas Eve wondering how it is possibly December already?
There is something about Thanksgiving that seems to bring everyone together. It’s the beauty of the smells, sights, and sounds. Whether it is gathered around the table, or in a huddle in the backyard. Family and loved ones are the core of the holidays, and there is no better time to introduce someone to your family than at a holiday event.
I don’t know about you guys, but there are just some days that I can’t quite get it together. It doesn’t really matter how much or how little I have going on, but no matter what I do, I just can’t seem to get my feet underneath me. This is especially common on Mondays. Here are a few simple and very practical things that I do when I am feeling totally unmotivated and down.
Happy Friday, folks. This week has had it out to get me. Between school stuff, work, family, sickness, we’ve been ready to throw in the towel a couple times already. Even this morning, when I went to post this, I had it all saved and pretty last night, and then this morning when it posted, it only posted half. It didn’t save the rest, so here I am redoing it. I am determined not to let the week beat us though, so here I sit typing away showing this week who is boss. Anyway, we made it to Friday and all survived. Cheers to the freaking weekend has never sounded so good.
Shiloh has recently fallen in love with reading. It’s something that I always hoped for my child, but definitely haven’t pushed. I’ll be honest, we haven’t been very good at consistently reading to her, but thankfully she has started picking it up on her own. She is always asking for “buk”, and points to the room with her bookshelf. We sit on the couch in the morning and read book after book after book. Typically the same books over and over again.