Lately, I've been feeling a bit sorry for myself for some really dumb reasons--like the fact that I can't do the home improvement projects that I want to do to make my house cute.
Tonight, I slammed my finger while putting away my Kitchen-Aid mixer. Like usual, I was moving too fast and trying to do too much at once. It felt like I slammed my finger in a car door and I literally cried like a baby.
All three of my kids gathered around me and hugged and kissed me. It melted my heart.
While I was curled up feeling sorry for myself, Sam turned on Mr. Krueger's Christmas for the kids. As I was watching, I was reminded of how much I love my Savior Jesus Christ and how much he has done for me. If you haven't seen that show, please get your hands on a copy. I think it is even on You Tube. I know it was made in the '70s and it is totally old school but I love the scene where he visits baby Jesus in the manger. It will change your Christmas season. As I was watching, I looked around at my cute kids watching so intently with the sweetest looks on their faces. Ryan would make a "meow" sound every time the cat came on the screen. I realized all at once that I am so blessed and I have been given more than I ever deserve--I have everything I could ever want with my own family.
Just a cheesy Christmas post but I didn't want to forget how I felt tonight in the midst of the harried, crazy Christmas season.