Between Thanksgiving and Christmas, our family was fortunate to enjoy several happy moments that went smoothly and according to plan. But as I look back on the holiday, there were also plenty of moments of imperfection.
Bright spot: We spent Thanksgiving with my family!
But…. Our dog Sam had traveler’s diarrhea for part of the trip.
But…. This is the mess created by all the stuff that came out of her old room to make way for the new. It stayed this way for about ten days because I didn’t have the energy to deal with it. His Highness and oldest finally tackled it.
Bright spot: Setting out on a drive around town to look at Christmas lights. Our first stop was lovely. At our second stop, the line of cars to get into the area was so incredibly long that His Highness and I bailed before even attempting it. Our third stop is our family’s favorite. Last year it looked like this:
But…. This year the light show looked like this.
Bright spot: I took my girls to the Nutcracker. Here we are enjoying lunch before the ballet:
Bright spot: The Christmas Eve service at our church, full of beauty and gratitude and peace.
But…. When we got home I realized I’d forgotten to buy carrots to feed to the reindeer. We ended up having to use the vegetables I had on hand. Yes, those famous reindeer favorites: green onion and a sweet potato.
Then, around midnight on Christmas Eve, His Highness and I (cross-eyed from tiredness) brought out the doll house we’d purchased for our youngest. The house came in a medium sized box. But it turns out that, fully constructed, the thing’s about six feet tall. To get it from medium-ish box of pieces to complete doll house was going to take no less than 32 steps. About half an hour and a lot of head scratching later, still struggling to complete the FIRST step, we realized we’d fastened walls together incorrectly. About ten seconds after that, we decided that this would have to do on Christmas morning:
I’ve noticed that, over time, it’s not the moments that go according to plan that stick out most in my memory. I’m glad for the things that go well. Very, very glad! But in our family, it’s often the imperfect moments that I remember, and that we all laugh about for years to come.
Merry (belated) Christmas, everyone!
Did anything about your holiday go less than perfectly?