Christmas has come and gone...with the exception of one more Christmas celebration to go through on my side of the family. I always thought Christmas as a kid was the absolute best, but I was wrong. Christmas as a parent is about a million times better. We've had two Christmas' prior to celebrate as parents, but this was the first year that Liam really understood what was going on and was visibly excited about it. The morning started out with him waking up and asking, "is Santa coming," and the night ended by him saying, "Mommy, I love Christmas." Cue heart melting. We did the Elf on the Shelf, the Santa Clause visits, and the Christmas light looking, but also tried to reinforce the real reason for the season with bible stories and reminding him who it is we were celebrating. We went to a Christmas eve service and to Liam's delight, they had a live nativity scene, camel and all! I just want to point out that I told Greg there would be a real live camel, to which he said: "No, it's probably two people dressed up in a camel suit." Owned.
As sad as it was to pack away the Christmas decorations, it is nice to get the house back in order. I think at age 29, I can say I officially feel like an adult. Greg and I bought ourselves a bedroom set and are extremely pumped about it (along with the garage storage we got for Christmas). We have lived together (including before we were married) for almost ten years and our bedroom has always consisted of a bed frame. Just a bed frame. Nothing to add here. No big deal that Eva and Liam's rooms are fully decked out while we have pretty much been sleeping on a 20 year old hand-me-down mattress on a questionably sturdy frame, while our socks and undergarments are shoved into make-shift containers. Parenthood. But, in about 6 short weeks, our furniture will be here and we will have officially made it as adults. I decided owning bedroom furniture is a qualifying component to adulthood.
With Christmas almost behind us, I have already moved onto the next three holidays. Before you think I'm crazy, I have two weeks off for winter break and then it's back to work, where my attention will be once again divided and things will slip through the cracks, so my solution is to take care of Liam's birthday, Valentine's Day, and Easter preparation all within the next week. We already bought Liam's birthday gift (keeping it a secret for now, but he is going to FLIP!), so from here it's pretty much ordering Liam's classroom valentines, scheduling a date for Greg and I, and ordering Easter baskets.
If you're wondering if I'm prepping for New Year's, be curious no longer. I'll be in bed by 9pm, so my prep is pajamas and, if I'm feeling really feisty, downing a glass of wine.
