Well, it’s December 23 and Christmas will be here whether I’m ready or not. Ralph, mom and I have all the meals planned and I have only one more trip to the grocery store before the baking frenzy gets into full swing. I think all of the presents are wrapped, but it’s not unusual in my family to forget something on Christmas Day and go running to the closet to find it. Or to forget it completely, find it in the summer and hope it makes it to the recipient next year. At least we’re consistently weird.
My sister and her family are on the road to Springfield so the waiting game begins. For me, Christmas doesn’t really begin until I see them. Because the girls are small, this will probably be their last Christmas in Springfield for several years. Lydia and Julia should be home waiting for Santa in the future, but I’m so glad they’re here this year.
Merry Christmas to all of you. I hope you get all the things you wished for but, most of all, I hope you have the love of your family with you on Christmas Day.