After the Gingerbread Party, I had some leftovers, so when Rae's wee ones came for Playdate, we decorated another one. After decorating, it was time to get the blender, mixer, coffee pot and see how far we could spread all that flour goodness around.
Next up was Christmas with my kids, a wild and wooly mess of stuff from stockings.
Mom has had an extraordinarily long run of feeling okay with no infections (talking a few weeks here) and that has been a wonderful gift we haven't experienced in quite sometime.
Wow, no wonder I'm tired.
Tired but grateful for a year of the Lord's blessings.
I tried to get a decent picture of all my poopies, with the thought of an adorable Christmas card of some sort, but my little Pixie just wasn't having it. Still, here we all are with a snap and in our wish for you to have a blessed and peaceful New Year entitled, "The Scream, " from the Paris'.