I do not see how any child
Is cross on Christmas day,
When all the lovely toys are new,
And everyone can play.
K. Pyle
We are safe and sound in Maryland, visiting with the other side of the family during the holidays. This past Thursday night was my family’s Christmas party and it turned into a lovely evening as we laughed, partied, and had merry times. Friday evening and Saturday morning were full of concert rehearsals and I finally managed to finish all of my shopping on Saturday. Sunday was slam-pack full as we had our morning worship service, the evening concert and then a party at Pastor Jeff’s house that night. We didn’t get home until after midnight and then had to get up and trek to Maryland on Christmas Day. But the trip went well. Daniel did all the driving (in the rain, no less!) and we managed to keep each other laughing in between the impromptu singing, radio dramas, and constant bathroom stops.
We arrived to find the Bergey’s had waited to serve Christmas dinner until we arrived (which was around 8pm)! It was so sweet to be gathered with family, eating wonderful food. The PILE of gifts under their tree was overwhelming to see and as we added our stack of gifts, I couldn’t help but grin at the obvious difference of being raised in a house of three people verses a house of ten (counting Hobo, the dog).
Yesterday was mostly a relaxing sort of day for me as I came down from the holiday high’s. Daniel, however, was busy as a bee trying to complete a deadline (or slay a Dead Lion as he likes to say) for work. He finally crawled into bed around 3:30 this morning, having slain it with a vengeance.
I imagine that the rest of this week will be more relaxing times, finishing the lovely stack of books we have to read, board games, coloring with Sarah, watching movies with the boys, playing pool, and giving Hobo backrubs with my feet while during supper (he crawls under the dining room table and sits at my feet). And much needed sleep.