Doing much better today.

Kevin took the day off – thankfully – and we bundled up the girls and headed to Sleighbells to cut down our Christmas Tree. It was nice and empty since it was a weekday and we wandered the fields a happy little family. Kevin’s outside stringing the last of the lights and I’m impatiently waiting for Leina to wake from her nap so we can start decorating the tree.

It hit me last night why I’m so down. This is the first Christmas that Leina understands. She’s so excited for Santa and his reindeer to visit. She keeps asking where her stockings are and why we don’t have a tree. At night we walk around ohhhhing and ahhhing at the crazy neighborhood lights. I so want to kick our family traditions into gear.

I want to make Kulia her own felt stocking. I want Kevin to lift Leina up to place our angel at the top of the tree. I want to show Leina all the cool ornaments that have been handed down to us for our parents and grandparents. I want to see her eyes glow when she sees all the twinkly lights on our tree. I want to lie under the branches with her and gaze up at all ornaments just like I used to with my sister.

See, all we needed was one day to catch our breath and rub our sore feet. Now, we’re back Jack!

S come on kid, wake up already! There’s a tree that needs trimming!