Beau woke up in a bad mood and was very uncooperative: Morning Prayers - check
I forgot stuff from downstairs three times and had to make extra trips: Morning Exercise - check
Got halfway to daycare & had to turn around to get tuition envelope: Take time to enjoy scenery - check
Fell in the snow: laughed like a kid again - check
Turned on work computer only to find network down - Innovation - check
I wonder what the rest if this day holds?
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
In 1981, my Hero and I put this ornament on our Christmas tree in our little one bedroom apartment in Arlington, TX.
It was new and so was our marriage. This year, we put our tree up and for the 30th consecutive year this was the first ornament we put on the tree.
It's not new anymore and neither are we. Time and wear have frayed a few of the threads but it's more beautiful than ever to me. For better, for worse; in sickness and in health; for richer, for poorer: every December we put the ornament on the tree.
It is an ornament of grace that reflects our love. I pray it graces our tree for many more Decembers.
on Wednesday, December 22, 2010
Friday, December 17, 2010
We didn't have Christmas stockings. I didn't even know there was such a thing until I was almost grown. We hung our socks. Our nasty ol' used socks on the bookcase on Christmas Eve.
My dad made it funny though. He always had a plan. He was always going to figure out a way for Santa to put more in his sock than anyone else's. But every year, the same thing happened. We got up on Christmas morning and our socks had a little bit of candy and an apple or an orange and my dad's sock had a switch in it. We thought it was hilarious.
One year Dad had a really elaborate plan. He hung one of his long dress socks that had a hole in the toe. Then he put a box on the floor under the sock. He explained to us that Santa would start filling his sock and it would pour through the hole and into the box. By the time Santa realized what was happening, Dad would have a whole box full of goodies. The next morning, we all ran to the socks first to see if the plan worked. We howled with glee when we saw the usual switch... through the hole and resting in the box!!!
Now I have pretty Christmas stockings hung for my Hero and me, but I will never forget those socks and that switch.