Christmas morning was fun! We were all by ourselves for the first time, and it wasn't as lonely as I thought it would be. The kids all enjoyed each other. And we spent the whole morning playing with the new things Santa brought.
I had to fight the natural instinct of cleaning up that afternoon...Christmas tree, decorations and all. But I did good, and let everyone enjoy the mess. But on the 26th...everything was back up in the attic, every fake pine needle was vacuumed, and it felt so good to have everything back in it's place again.
I know, I have a problem, Mark tells me all the time.











































