There’s a decent chance that the children will be the death of me before Christmas. It’s been fun, but there comes a point where you just can’t keep putting off the inevitable. I go with peace.
Lol I wish.
We’re in the homestretch, which means that there’s a flurry of activities to accomplish before the big day, as well as wondering if I’m going to have any chance at all of finally making personalized Christmas stockings this year (probably not). It’s our tradition to decorate gingerbread houses with the kids, and I still have my heart set on making a yule log cake. And, of course, I need to finish sewing Christmas outfits for all the kids.
And the children are increasingly excited as they count down the days.
So I’m signing off to focus on the real world.
Wish me luck.