behind Christmas
Thursday, December 27, 2007 at 11:04PM I don't know how we got here...post-Christmas, that is. Today I glanced at the dry erase planning calendar kept by my refrigerator and laughed to see November still unerased. No record of the fullness of this December..and I strangely have little picture proof that it past either. I really should move forward, but I simply don't have the heart to erase the November in favor of January. Yet.
I like to think I'll start 2008 ultra-organized, poised to conquer...But my pace of operation seems a bit more on the "behind" side of the timeline. So I'll look back to document snippets of our holiday week:
5:00 pm Sunday night (Christmas eve eve). Driving to the temple to see the lights with all the Scott's. But the picture also represents fairly well how I've felt for over a week now. Hard-earned tired. We were able to spend lots of time with family on both sides (Tyler & Gina were here from UT and we even managed to con them into a family sleepover!!), but it did takes its toll on the sleeping patterns of my babes (and self).
On Christmas eve we had some family & friends over for dinner. Cyndee bought a beautiful prime rib roast and for the sake of all of you vegeterians I'll leave out the picture, but can't leave out that it was divine.
When the house was emptied of company, the four of us sat for a quiet moment in front of the Christmas tree. The boys opened their pajamas and actually posed for me (this is a big step...they are hating my camera lately! drat!). Jim calls these smoker p.j.'s...I love the old-fashioned variety.
About 9 hours later they were similarly posed on the stairs, waiting to come down and see if Santa really came. A's excitement was tangible, but D was more overwhelmed once they got downstairs. He had been asking for a "big boy bike", but wouldn't even look at it for the longest time. Instead he retreated to his comfort zone - a puzzle and an apple.
Eventually we made him confront the bike...and were at first confronted with a "no", but then he warmed to the idea of sitting on it. And even managed a smile. But once all the presents ended and the boys ran outside, I looked out the window to see him doing laps not on the "big boy bike", but on his old tricycle. Of course.
Jim coaching A on the finer details of race track car controlling. I could never manage to not throw the car clean off the track.
After playing at home for a bit, we packed up & headed over to Jim's parent's house. It was a momentous Christmas for us because both of Jim's grandmas were there to spend the day.
Daniel and Tonya gave Grandma Hulsey this Steve Nash jersey. She's a big Nash fan. And Jim and Grandma Scott were gracious enough to pose for this picture that I love.
And Mike was even more gracious to his boys in giving them all golf clubs. I love that these brothers have started playing together. Particularly because my own grandpa (at 94!) is still out there playing with his brothers once a week (a 50 year tradition!).
Unwrapping was serious business to the boys this year. I say *hurrah* to the first time in years that I haven't had to unwrap any presents for any little ones. Our boys are definitely growing up.
And I say double *hurrah* for the first time in years that I've actually had a nap on Christmas day. I zonked out on Mike & Kay's couch upstairs while they played with the boys below. A blessed, blessed gift.
When we made it home (around 8), my family came to my house. We didn't want to miss our last chance to see Tyler & Gina & their cute boys before they went back home on Wednesday. The girls played cards, the boys PS3, and we set the kids up with a movie.
Noah T., Davyn, London, Wyatt, Savannah (Wesley & Aidan were wrestling on another chair)
I took this picture fully expecting it to be the *before* version of a 10 minutes later picture of them all fast asleep. Well, the *after* only happened for Davyn. But we definitely couldn't begrudge the rest of the littles this cousins time. They truly delight in playing together.
And I truly delighted in the time spent with all of those that I love this Christmas.
And in remembering and telling and re-telling to my boys the purpose of this all - the Love of a Father above who sent His son to this world to live and die for us. I want them to remember that babe in Bethlehem. The mother who bore Him. Her husband who took Him as his own. The shepherds who came to adore and behold. The wise men who followed the stars. This is why we celebrate Christmas.
To remember.
And move forward.
Reader Comments (24)
I can't quite believe it's going to be January next week either.
we had a wonderful Christmas as well.
ps-I am not ready for January either!
I am laughing about your comment on now to "not throw the car clean off the track." Josh and I were just talking about this the other night. We both had those growing up and while he mastered the fine art of driving on track, my cars never stayed on.
what a lucky bunch of fellas to be carrying on the family golf tradition.
I got the feeling all through your post that it all "happened too fast for you." I know that feeling. An absolute whirlwind.
And now on to January. But I also second your hesitancy and regret in moving on to regular, real life. I love having a whole month dedicated to worshipping and remembering...and I am never "poised," never "organized." Too much feet dragging for any of that.
Cute jammies and kids.When you get your calendar done-
let's get a lunch date on it ;) ciao
The boys jammies DO look like smoking jammies, how funny. What a blessing to have a nap on Christmas and to see the grandmas and the cousins!
Your family celebrations sound wonderful. I especially liked the picture of Grandma in a jersey. She must be a fun lady!
Seth got the same PJs for Christmas! It looks like you know how to take it all in and savor the moments.
Merry Christmas...late:)