Wow, is it really Christmas tomorrow? Like, for seriously?
Good thing I’m ready. I mean, I’m REALLY ready. And, bless it, I am actually starting to “feel it”. Just a little. The barest dusting of snow we got in the wee hours last night helped. As does getting the vast majority of the cleaning up done in time for my in laws to arrive later today.
Kile hitched a ride into work with a co-worker today so he’ll either hitch a ride back or talk his parents into picking him up when they get to town. Hopefully, by the time today is through, he’ll have a new tire for his van so all this goofiness will be done and over with. Or mostly. At least until the tan van is registered sometime next week. I miss my tan van. These kids had better be grateful for all the awesomeness we are bestowing on them for the holidays because the sacrifices we had to make are nothing short of torturous.
The floors are clean, the bathrooms are spotless, the kitchen counters are SPARKLING, damnit. There are clean sheets on the guest bed and the stairs have been vacuumed. All of Evie’s clothes have either been bagged up (too small) or put away. Hot Wheels still litter the living room floor but you gotta give me a break here. Besides, they’re keeping Liam entertained.
So I find myself actually anticipating the holiday tomorrow. Going to church, looking at Christmas lights, eating cookies and fudge and letting the kids open their pajama presents. Playing up the wonder and excitement of it all. Liam is really starting to “get” it and I can’t wait to see what he thinks come Christmas morning.
In case some of you aren’t around the internets tomorrow or the day after, MERRY CHRISTMAS. You know I’ll be here though. I always am, aren’t I? (Though I can’t promise quality… but when has that stopped me before?)