Christmas is Friday
THIS Friday. Yay!!
For the past couple of years, by the time the 21st of December rolled around we had already visited at least one family a little bit. Had already endured at least two full, fully cramped airplane rides and survived the customs lines in Atlanta (most often) or Chicago (once or twice).
The Christmas party for my side of the family for this year was on Saturday, and we joined them for a few minutes via webcam so that my grandmother and aunts and uncles could see the newest family member. Luckily the party started at 2 p.m. (8 p.m. here) so we had a small window before her bedtime.
While it is hard not being in town this year, I rather liked our weekend here. Along with everyone else in the world (it seems), I baked. It snowed enough to stay on the ground:
It got really frigid here (-10 C), but we braved the cold and filled up the refrigerator. We played on the floor and read books. All three of us took naps.
We dealt with some last minute gift drama. There were lots of kisses. Then it snowed some more:
Some deep cleaning was done in the bathroom. Oh and we had an excellent dinner last night, and excellent wine too. So nothing particularly special made this weekend special. I’m hoping for more of the same for the coming week!
I have to add, since it just popped in my brain, 3 month-olds are really fun. And for me, well, I’m starting to feel more adjusted to this new routine. As we folded a bunch of clothes this weekend, newborn clothes that this baby won’t ever wear again, it hit me how fast this time is going and to really appreciate it.
Best wishes for everyone this week!