Thursday, December 30, 2010
I blinked, turned around twice, and it was gone! When I was young, it seemed the four weeks between Thanksgiving and Christmas stretched into the longest 4 weeks of the whole year. Now that I am one of Santa's many helpers, those 4 weeks fly by faster than you can sing the Twelve Days of Christmas. Despite all of our attempts to be organized, wrapped, & ready, Elf Tony & I only managed 2 and a half hours of sleep on Christmas Eve. To make matters even funnier, in a sleep-deprived fog I deleated all my cute Christmas Eve pics. Yes, worse than getting coal Christmas morning, is a mother without record of her labor. Christmas morning, I threw in the towel. Besides who really wants their picture taken in their pjs with bed hair? I consoled (kidded) myself that I was living in the moment and not taking pictures of the moment. Do you buy that? I don't either. But it sure sounded good Christmas morning....I hope you had a very merry time and a lot more sleep!