Christmas Eve madness

Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house

Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse....

Well, I'm not going to write the entire poem, because my reality here is not exactly reminiscent of a Christmas poem. Yes, the kids are sound asleep in their beds, and they are probably dreaming of Lego's would be my guess, lol.

But it's been a busy, busy few days here and I am happy to report that we are no longer sick (Thanks for all the lovely wishes of health!). It's been so busy, that I didn't even have time to bake cookies with the kids today. I didn't even think of putting out some pre-made ones we already had, out for Santa. I wanted to make some Santa sacks for the kids, along with some other fabric gift bags, and didn't get to do that until this evening after they went to bed.

I've also been meaning to make the kids some play sets that would be their presents from us(and have them finished last month!), but time was escaping me, and I had to let go of that perfect ideal I had in my mind. It just was not going to happen in time for Christmas.

I made Arianne's fairy set, but the box still need touch ups and the finish to be put on to protect the paint.

It's still adorable though (or so I like to think, lol)

I did manage to make Ashton's rocket ship set and put the finish on it...

And then realized that I forgot to make him a set of 3 small aliens like I had planned on.

This Christmas Eve, I have learned that sometimes we need to let go of that picture perfect day or moment or gift we had in our minds. In the grand scheme of things, none of it really matters. As long as we make some time for our loved ones, it's all that counts.

So now it's past 11pm as I write this, and there is my tree. Santa sacks undone because I didn't take the time to add the draw string to them. The presents are peaking out, and that's fine with me. I don't even think my kids are going to care in the morning. Now that gives me a year to finish them anyways, lol.

So if you only remember one thing from this post, is to try to not let yourself get caught up in your ideal of how everything should be. Christmas should not rhyme with stress or madness, but happiness!

Merry Christmas!