How Nate and I wrap presents for each other ...
Christmas Eve. These three families have been getting together for over 20 years ...
and how we've grown. They mean alot to me.
Also, the most wonderful time of the year sure does incite some major meltdowns from the little people. Oy vey.
Tonight we're listening to Nate's Christmas present (Amos Lee on vinyl) and I'm going to read my Christmas present (The Baby Whisperer). It's a good evening. Life is sweet.
And thanks to my new anti-anxiety concoction of Relora and Kava Kava I'm feelin' fine [round of applause, please]. I just had to start taking something ... the post partum anxiety was ridiculous. Bah! Must vacuum 19 times a day. Must keep moving. No stopping. Go, go, go. NOooooo, dusk. Dusk is coming ... run!!!
Now I'm so smooth. So mellow. I'm melting into the recliner.