Christmas Eve Joy

Well, it's Christmas Eve, folks. Kids everywhere are fighting butterflies in their tummies anticipating Santa's visit and the opening of gifts. As I got older, I always anticipated the Christmas services at my grandmother's church and how beautiful it looked as all the lights grew dim as we sang silent night by candlelight.

This will sadly be the second year in a row for us we aren't making it to church. Last year, we mistakenly went to our church at the wrong time, and this year we're not pushing Jon's recovery. Though he's definitely on the mend from grossness (mentioned here), he's not 100% and is still feeling the need to take it easy. I would rather him do that then have a relapse, so here we'll stay. We'll sit C down and read the Christmas story and The Night Before Christmas by light of the Christmas tree. Maybe we'll turn on the Yule Log.

I'm trying not to dwell on the fact that we may or may not be home next Christmas. That would just be too much.

But, while we're here, we'll make the most of it and just enjoy time as the three of us.

Merry Christmas from our house to yours!