We’ve had a full day.
The kids have loved their presents. We’ve enjoyed spending time with family (Dad, Joyce, Brian, Missy, Grandma Doris, Aunt Tami and Uncle Dave and cousin Christine). We have also eaten our fill of cookies.
Our Christmas Eve service went well last night. After Nathan and I sang, Ethan recited the “What Can I Give Him?” poem. He had about a hour’s notice and pulled it off flawlessly. He even said it with drama. Proud!
Oh, before I forget, I should mention the funniest/most mortifying moment of the day. When we were finishing our lunch, Ethan decided to tickle Grandma Doris (my mother’s mom). So, turned to her and “tickle, tickle, tickled” her. Only is wasn’t in an appropriate place to do such a thing. Poor Grandma. You should have seen her face. Poor Ethan. He had no idea why we were all laughing so hard.
My mind is preoccupied with things that I long to have resolved and tied up in neat bows. I’m feeling a bit discouraged. Pray for clarity and encouragement for us if you think of it.