I took last week off so I didn’t have time to put an entry in this little blog project for you.
We had a wonderful little time. Our boys got their ice cream maker and our girl got her acoustic guitar.
I got a few pieces of new clothing and you commented how nice my butt looked in the new jeans. Thanks for that!
It was a little stressful for some reason, and I don’t think either one of us felt at the top of our game as far as making Christmas ‘magical’–whatever that means. But we also didn’t feel overly pressured to do so.
It was simple. And it was nice.
So today, two days before the start of 2014, I want to tell you that I love you. In my mind, we had a great year. There’s always room for improvement. We can do better and be more disciplined financially. You and I could probably do better with spending face to face time over meals or on date nights. We need to work on that.
I need to improve as the spiritual leader of home. These are things for me to work on.
All of that said, I look forward to 2014 with you. We have no major crises looming (as far as I know). We have some home projects and growing children and forward movement we have to make in our marriage.
I’m praying for you, for us, and for our family. I love you and wish you a Happy New Year!
This Christmas was not quite the polar opposite of last Christmas, but it was close.
Last year it was Christmas brought to us by Target.
This year we’ve kept things a little bit at bay. No electronics. No major purchases.
We got our first real tree which has been fun, although it has looked like it’s going to fall down a lot.
The boys just got their glasses and we seem to be spending a lot of time helping them know how to not destroy them.
I love you and look forward to the rest of the holiday. I pray we have fun together and can rest and can enjoy the season.
You had a late night last night with all your girlz.
I missed the first part of a standing appointment this morning so you could sleep in.
You’re awfully cute because you feel a little bad about it this morning.
But you know, while I don’t go out all that often with my guy friends, I do work a lot. And I do sometimes leave early a lot and get home relatively late.
You do a lot around the house and you spend most of your time being ‘on’. You should have a few fun evenings here and there.
I love you. You love me and spend your life taking care of us.
For the first time last year, you and I developed some goals separately.
We compared notes. A lot of our goals and dreams for 2013 were similar. Some were different.
We failed to look at them very often, but we actually knocked out a few.
We tiled the downstairs kitchen and bathroom (not a blast). 😉
You instilled some disciplines in areas you were concerned about.
I did the same.
We grew together, slowly, but surely.
We’re getting more patient as parents.
We’ve made better decisions financially (the last couple weeks prior to Christmas as I write this, notwithstanding).
I think in 2014, we should do the same. And while we do the same, we should compile our lists, print, laminate, and review and encourage.
I’m not a resolution guy, but I am a goal guy and an outcome guy.
I pray that you and I hit a few and grow more and more in love with each other as we do.
It has started.
She’s only in the first grade, and it’s started.
The stress of not wanting to upset the girl who seems to have all the power while not wanting to neglect all her other friends. She’s already felt the pressure to please the one and the guilt of disappointing the other.
Then she made the promise – the promise to be right next to the girl who seems to have the power. I know she doesn’t really have the power and probably has absolutely no malice or anything else. They are all just figuring it out.
But our daughter spent literally an hour and a half crying yesterday worried about the promise she made and the pressure she feels and the choices she made and her best friend who she didn’t sit next to in the carpool room because of her inner conflict.
I know this situation pales in comparison to some of the stuff she and our boys will deal with later, but we best put on our big boy and big girl pants because something tells me it won’t get any easier.
But we’re in this together, right? Let’s do this thing.
This one is totally self-serving.
You bake wonderfully. Even around holidays when everybody is tempted to bake cookies that nobody really wants, you make treats that are both holiday themed and delicious. At least in my mind they are holiday themed.
You made peppermint bark.
You made chocolate chip cookie bars.
You made Heath cookies.
You made roasted sweet pecan things.
You made your chocolate covered Ritz peanut butter sandwiches.
I’m getting fatter just thinking about it. But I’m also falling more deeply in love with you. 🙂
You and I are stressing way too much about whether to drop $30 on the Elf on the Shelf.
We both think it’s kind of dumb, although it looks fun. We can’t stand the idea of an elf reporting to Santa whether or not the children have been naughty or nice.
We’ve considered doing this: allowing the elf to do some of the fun hide-n-seek things like make snow angels in sugar and instead of the whole ‘spying’ idea, we’d do a ‘giving’ elf, i.e. have little suggestions on ideas for the kids to give to others or do nice things to others.
Of course, we, as parents, could teach the children to give to others and do for others. So much stress! 🙂
Here’s a snap of our conversation:
Well, we just need to take a deep breath and trust that no elf this year does not equal a scarred childhood.