Christmas is sneaking up fast. Instead of shopping tonight, I'm blogging. That's how bad it's gotten. I feel like I'm so far in the hole that it's hopeless.
However, we did finally manage to get our gingerbread houses built this week. (Norah ate more candy than she managed to put on the house...and her house has gotten progressively more bare as the days go by...I caught our little mouse climbing up on the table and nibbling this afternoon).
Perhaps the greatest miracle of all...the girls and I went to the tree lot by ourselves after church today and somehow managed to wrestle a tree home for the very first time without Jim (who has been on call since we came home from Montana and will be on call until the day after christmas). All I can say is praise the Lord that Jim snuck home for lunch today and helped me get the tree in the stand. Whew.
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