It’s been a strange (for some reasons), sad week (for other reasons)…and it’s not even over yet. But I am able to see the blessings mixed in. And I am so very grateful for them.

The second I saw Bigs when picking him up in his classroom on Tuesday, he excitedly told me he had something that he made and wanted me to see. Poor kid – I made him wait (not knowing what it was) until we were all buckled in the car, snacks distributed. I pulled out a Christmas card from a white envelope. When I opened it, it had  a typical holiday message inside, but lots and lots of pencil scribbles all over that message. Bigs had written me a Christmas card and said he did it because he really wanted to do something special for me. I was in tears!

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This is, by far, the most special Christmas card I’ll receive. Later on that night, while the house was quiet and both boys were snug in their beds, I listened to Bigs talk himself to sleep (on the monitor), which he does every nap and nighttime, for hours, and heard him telling his “friends” (stuffed animals) about this. He said, “I gave Mommy a Christmas card! I put lots of scribbles in it. It made her HAAAAPPPPPYYYY.” I just sat there, monitor up to my ear, thanking God for this precious boy who means so much to me and thanking God that I mean so much to him that he proudly tells his animals that he made me happy with this. I am so blessed.

And Smalls. This kid. While he has the energy of…what has a lot of energy that an average human cannot keep up with? Whatever that is, he is. Sure, he destroys my house and causes some headaches. But I love him so!

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My little climber hangs on everything. And jumps. And leaps. And balances. In these pictures, he is hanging from his high chair (which, incidentally, I have to use the straps to contain him while he’s eating…something I never had to do with Bigs. I even took the straps off when Bigs used it!) and is about to stand on the arm rest of a chair. He loves standing in that wingback to look out the window. Well. He did that yesterday and fell right off, but not before grabbing that curtain and clinging to it for dear life. That sucker pulled the curtain rod right out of the wall, drywall powder flying everywhere, my holiday swag (from atop the window) rushing down to the ground. Sigh. Once he was comforted and I was redecorating my house, he tried to do it again. He came back for seconds. I guess that goose egg on his forehead, a lesson did not teach!

But despite being such a rough-and-tumble little guy, he has the most sensitive heart when it comes to me. And I am so grateful. I must get hundreds of hugs from him throughout the day. He will just come up and put his head in my lap, say, “Awww!” and go about his bizniz. And he’s just started squeezing during hugs, with all his might, curling his little skinny arms and hands around my neck like he’s my scarf, and let me tell you, I feel the love pouring out of him and into me.

I am so blessed.

We met some friends at the local zoo this week for a playdate. While we were waiting on them to arrive, my boys and I watched the splash park area where we spent many of our summer days.

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Bigs watched longingly.

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And my sweet Smalls grabbed my hands and firmly planted them over his teeny face, not wanting to see the splashing water because it scared him. I adore that my boys trust me and that God has put them in MY trust.

I am so blessed.

For me, it’s the little things that make me happy.

A Christmas card from my son. I am going to frame that thing.

Tinsel on the diaper booty of my little son (as he’s touching the tree and every ornament on it within reach).

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I love that little diaper booty.

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My boys sharing a cup of eggnog. This is Bigs holding up the sippy to Smalls’ mouth. They fuss and fight and annoy each other, as siblings oft do, but they are the best of friends.

I am so blessed.

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And materialistically speaking, I got these pair of shoes (have I mentioned I “collect” shoes??) for…wait for it…$0.01 this week. AND they have ice cream on the part where you put your feet. How perfect. [I had a coupon for money off my whole purchase and the whole purchase was the amount of the GC, save for $0.01.] Deal of the century, which is needed because we are on a serious budget!

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I won (Sorry to my dear friend from whom I “stole this” and thank you my dear friend who brought this!) this sweet little gumdrop Christmas ornament for my Sweets Tree at my church group ornament exchange.

It’s the little things.

Our elf, Duncan, has been up to some things this week too!

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He “hung around” with a swing saying, “North Pole or bust!!”.

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He pulled some Christmas books off of the bookshelf and had a little reading sesh.

And I made some kid food and desserts.

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Today is Bigs’ last day of school for the year. And he has his Christmas program, at which, surely I’ll be shedding tears! I am so proud of him! Today, I made a Santa and stocking shaped PB&J (added the crusts back in but left them out of the picture, because…ew), he has corn, an applesauce squeezy fruit,some holiday-shaped Goldfish crackers, and for dessert a few holiday Goldfish cookies and Christmas M&M’s. It’s a special day. I put a close-up of the sandwiches to show detail – I used red, gold and green food-safe food spray and some food gel to make polka-dots on the stocking.

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And for the ornament exchange party last night, I made a healthy dessert dip! I made a Peanut Butter Chocolate Chip Cookie Dip out of…chick peas!!

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It’s the little things that count. And I feel so blessed. Some days I’m just thankful to get up in the mornings.

Today I get to make special treats for Bigs’ class to enjoy after their Christmas program. I can’t even wait.

Hope you have a peace n blessin’s filled day…remember that the little blessings count.

Kristin

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