Tomorrow night the Princess will sing at Noel Night with the other tiny songbirds in the Cherubs Choir. I anticipate it fully and wholly and treasure that she is so excited to sing the songs of Christmas. I do know that she is excited too to wear a choir robe and I find that absolutely charming.
The halls are decked. I mean fully decked by my little sweet peas. We can't eat at the dining room table because it is fully covered with our holiday village and faux snow. Every single ornament we own is on the tree below the five foot mark and in the front. And this year I am
Time here is never guaranteed and Santa will be a distant memory soon enough. I will cherish every poorly placed ball and ceramic figure skater for much longer than I will remember wishing the mantle were perfectly adorned.
Thanks be unto God for his unspeakable gift.
2 Corinthians 9:15