alpha & omega

I wish this was a sweet post about the Lord, but instead it's about the beginning and the end of my Christmas shopping experience... all of which happened today.

Last night, I sent an email to my good friend Kelly, who is also an exceptional mama and planner. I knew I'd get a nice little rise out of her when I told her that I had not yet bought a single gift for my kids or my husband. Sure, I sent some stuff to a few extended family members and I bought Lauren a purse before she left, but I hadn't even begun to shop for the most important ones.

Well - it's done. And I must say, we did it pretty concisely. Nick and I took the kids this morning and split up to shop for one another, then came together to shop for them. And... I'm pretty pleased with the results!

One note on shopping with your kids though... I thought ours were too young to remember, so it would be ok to let them go with us. Nick even semi-hid the gifts on top of the china cabinet so they wouldn't try to get in them. But sure enough during dinner, Elias started yelling "tar!tar!" because he could see his guitar box on the china cabinet! There wasn't even a picture from his point of view, he just saw the box and started yelling! So much for Christmas shopping with your two year old.

Anyhow - the shopping is all done & we may have payed a small price. The kids got no naps and now I've been in bed feeling flu-like for the past two hours. I can't tell if I'm really sick or homesick, or both mixed. Either way - it's time for me to pull it together because this year I'm the mama. Presents won't get wrapped if I don't do it, Christmas pajamas won't get worn if I don't get my butt to Fred Meyer tomorrow to buy them, the sausage & egg casserole won't get eaten if I don't make it. I want to do it all right - not beautiful & tidy, but warm and Christ-honoring. I'm overwhelmed and excited about the prospect of a Christmas with just our family - now, I just have to make it happen:).