Or in EDH, I guess we're in the country.
Elena is full of Christmas cheer. She gets a little of it, but mostly she loves the commotion around her. The lights, the trees, the wrapping of gifts. Every night we go outside to look at the lights on all the houses. She looks for the moon to say "ni-night, moon" and we go inside to read her a goodnight story. After a little milk, it's lights out for Lala. She is the sweetest she's ever been and a bigger handful than I can explain.
Mommy's days are very full. They are full of Lala and kisses; whining and dramatic cries over nothing; sweetness with hugs and; fits of anger over things that we've done wrong (i.e. not putting her pretty shoes on IMMEDIATELY, not understanding that we MUST drink the pretend shake she's made us, or not sitting with her to color at the art table). She's certainly got a little sass in her.
She remains as loved as any child has ever been.
It's Christmas and I've never been so happy that it is.
And here's to Sr. Celine who died this weekend. I'll remember you always. Chocolate and potato chips, my friend. Thank you for laying the groundwork.
I think this will have to wrap up my entries for 2007, as the holiday is nearing and Mommy is a busy little elf. Elena's favorite things about Christmas include:
