Brady and I stayed up waaay too late last night after I got home from the Christmas banquet I spontaneously attended. It turns out that our usual routine of being together from 7:30 on every evening changes when I’m home three hours later, and we have to stay up three hours later than usual. Oops.
We both felt pretty dead to the world this morning but still got up and made it to church. Without being total shallow losers, I was really pleased that the kids were dressed completely adorably today, which is always a fun part of going to church on Sundays. Dekker wore his skinny jeans, and a preppy vneck tshirt under a brand new hoodie that was gifted to us by a lady in the church. Laela wore a very cozy cable knit beige sweater dress with super cute pink and red patterned leggings underneath. They were sooo cute! The service was full of lots of good stuff, including Christmas music, a baptism, and taking communion. And while those things are reasons why we go to church, I have to say that my biggest thrilled of the morning was seeing my son, Dekker Thomas, interact with people. Happily! WILLINGLY! He smiled at people, visited with others, and even pounded fists with someone. Twice! These all sound like small things, but I was sooo happy to see him be friendly in such a full crowd of people. And, to those of you who actually were lucky enough to be part of Dekker’s interaction this morning, THANK YOU from the bottom of my heart for continuing to seek Dekker out and to forgive him time and time again when he’s screamed at you or cried in your presence. It is YOU that is truly helping this slow process along, and we are so thankful.
Our usual Sunday plans are to spend the day with my parents at their house, but just this morning, we invited them to our place and they happily agreed to change up the plans. We all drove to our house after the service for a lunch, created by Breakfast Man (Thanks, Brady!) of pancakes and bacon. It was super delicious. Our kids love pancakes, and so do the rest of us kids 😉 Lunch was delicious, but lead into a frustrating afternoon of both exhausted kids refusing to nap. We left them in their room for quiet time and Brady, my mom, and I discussed Christmas while my dad napped in the recliner. When it was time for everyone to get up, we played upstairs for a little bit while the crock pot finished doing its thing. When the cheesy chicken and rice was all cooked up, we sat down to a really yummy supper, if I do say so myself. It always feels like a total cheat meal, but why does that have to be a bad thing? Its delicious! With a bit of cucumber salad on the side, we were golden.
Eventually, the day had to end, and my parents headed back to their place. The kids went down a tad bit late but not unbelievably late at all. Our dishes are done, our bath is ready, and I couldn’t fit a snack in my body at this point if you paid me. Ok, maybe if you paid me. But it wouldn’t be a good idea anyway. Time to call it for the rest of the evening and be lazy. Its been a few really big days in a row it seems, and Brady is back to work tomorrow.
Back to reality. In a few hours.