Sunday, December 20, 2015


It's almost here!
Christmas is just a few days away.
The question most people ask around this time of year: "Are you ready for Christmas?"
Oh boy, am I ever! I love Christmas!
But I don't think that is quite what the question is. I think what they mean is "Do you have everything you need to celebrate?"
And in some ways, the answer is still YES. I have my family. I have a home. Most importantly, I have Jesus.
But in the eyes of today's society I am not "ready" for Christmas. I have a couple of gifts hiding in the closet. The Boy and I went and cut a tree last week, with the help of the two youngest girls. All the girls decorated the tree. The lights are hanging on the fence and gutter, and they are on.
But I haven't done our baking.
I haven't cleaned the house for company.
I haven't written the Christmas letter or addresses the cards.
I haven't gotten all the gifts.
I haven't made the stocking for Little K that I wanted to make.

I am hoping I get that stuff done this week.
And I am hoping I am feeling well enough to do it.
We just finished 9 days straight of some event Every.Single.Night. So it's no wonder that my body shut down this weekend. We were fighting colds, some of us worse during the week than others. And this morning, I didn't wake up until it was the time that we are usually at church. And when I tried to get up I had such vertigo, that I stayed in bed until mid-afternoon. By then I was done napping and so bored. I made my way out to the couch and spent some time with my people.
Tonight I am feeling much better. It was either watching my girls make dinner, or the ice cream we had for dessert, but I think I am going to be able to cross at least one of the To-Do's off the list tomorrow.

Friday, December 4, 2015

Just Keep Swimming

This girl has been a swimmer since she had her first bath!
It's one of the few ways she is not like her mama.
Even a slip and fall into a river (and near drowning) at age 2 did not deter her from becoming a swimmer. Water is like a magnet pulling her in, whether it is cold or warm.
She has competed on swim teams during various summers, and loved most every moment of it. There were a few times when we got glares from her. She was being challenged by learning a certain stroke, and looked at her dad as if to let him know she Was.Not.Happy. Thankfully she is a determined girl and overcame that challenge and conquered the Butterfly.
This season is her first high school swim season. The middle school does not have a swim team, and so she was only able to swim/compete for a few weeks in the summer. But I think she was counting down the days until Swim team started in November. She found her happy place.
Because she is a freshman, and because their practice was right after school, she started swimming on the JV team. But only a week after starting the coach approached the Mr about having our girl move up to Varsity. We had to take time over the Thanksgiving break to discuss this, since it would mean a change in many things. Now the Girl who Swims has to get up really early in order to get to practice at 5:30 am. So far, after 2 days, she has done it, and done it happily. I have a feeling it isn't going to be a problem for her, even though she is not a morning person. It's going to be a great season!

Thursday, December 3, 2015


We are 3 days into the month of December and yet it feels like Christmas is coming in just a couple of days! Have I done anything to get ready for Christmas? We strung some lights - have yet to plug them in. We've gotten out the boxes. Maybe I will decorate today. I've thought about the cards and yearly letter. Still thinking.
I sure enjoyed having all my kids at home during the Thanksgiving break. Even though it was busy with school conferences and shopping for items we don't have time to shop for during 'normal' days, I still had fun with my minions, playing games, having dinner together (!) visiting family. And now, I am so ready for that Christmas break!
Between basketball, swimming and choir rehearsals, and everyday life, we've managed to celebrate another birthday. The Boy turned 17 this week. How is this possible? I ask myself nearly every day this week, And yet, the return image from the mirror of my white hairs threaded through my head shocks me into reality. The Boy has grown into a man. This past September when we experienced a trauma I never want to relive, my son showed us the man he is growing into. He stepped up and took care of us, wanting to fix the situation, but unable to, and still helping me and his sisters get through those painful scary hours.

My niece, my goddaughter, graduates from college this weekend. This little girl who now towers over me, physically, with her beautiful model looks and academically, with her super-smart brain, will be taking on the world. Watch out world!  I still remember the phone call when she was born, and when my brother and sister in law honored me by asking me to be her godmother. (Hopefully something good came out of that.) It has been a joy watching her grow-up, along with all my other nieces and nephews! and turn into lovely people that I really like to be around.

The Advent season is upon us, helping us prepare for Christmas. I am fortunate to be able to enjoy the pre-Christmas season through the eyes of a 5 year old. The different perspectives are so fascinating to watch. Last year ((I love post-Christmas sales!!)) I bought a countdown "calendar" for the two youngest, and I hid it in my closet for the entire year! That in itself is a major coup. I brought it out on Nov. 30 and gave it to them. Squeals of delight and excitement emanated at a high-pitch. I kind of wanted to dig into it myself. So the last 3 mornings, they have raced out to open the door of the day. What could be more fun than a Lego countdown to Christmas?!

22 days to go.