The ordinary arts we practice every day at home are of more importance to the soul than their simplicity might suggest.
We had turkey last night, with all the fixings. Greg had returned from the first of many trips this month - we cranked up the Christmas tunes, the kids squabbled over who should *get to* set the table.
Lexi wondered aloud which version of Happy X-Mas (War is Over) she liked better: Sarah McLachlan or Melissa Etheridge. (Poor John & Yoko.)
Zack practiced what he had learned in his Mandarin Chinese class, through a toothless grin.
We laughed and we joked and we enjoyed each other's company.
Blessed comes to mind.
I'm off to the beach this weekend with some of my favorite people - yes, a girls' weekend away before Christmas. Scandalous!
I'll be back to posting by Monday. Let's keep in touch, ok?