nevertheless, Christmas came to give refreshment from all that. grace came down so i can breathe free. if ever there is one day i can fully accept that grace, Christmas it is. And there lies the joy, the peace in knowing God is near. He's closer than i've ever known in the midst of suffering. it's the weight of glory i suppose.. and a paradox if i ever felt one. hehe! can't escape that word.
we start the true celebrating on Christmas Eve. its easily the event of the year for Adam's gianormous family. one where everyone gathers and lingers long to eat, drink and be merry. the kids light up and all delight in their sweet and silly faces as they shred giddily through every package. it's a crazy mad house but it's always fun.
Christmas morning arrived bright and early with... the littles, namely Nick, drop kicking us awake (no joke), with... a dog's slimy tongue in my ear, and with... that notorious magic in the air. ... you knew it well as a child but it makes its return once you have children of your own.
Santa left a gift for each, i whipped up a warm breakfast by candlelight, and then daddy dashed off to work. meanwhile, the winter chill wrapped my babes close in snuggles and books and hot coco and movies and sweets for every meal. i put away my cape for good that day. REST presented itself and has not left since. :)
Christmas at my mama's house is always one of my favorites. they go all out with the feast and flood the floor with presents. it's quiet and it's small but it's special nonetheless. the kids open an insane amount of gifts (you now get why we don't buy our kids anything?) and we love on each other's