Hey friends. Happy Thursday to you!
Guys. It’s been so snowy and cold here. I just want to curl under a bunch of quilts with a heating pad and a face mask and hibernate. I went to bed at 9:30 PM the other night. This, is incredibly unusual for me. I’m a nocturnal animal, who tends to be at her peak between the hours of 9-12. I don’t know what came over me. I haven’t been this tired since I had mono in college. I literally just googled “can you get mono more than once?” Anyways… Have you guys seen this video where the kids tell the Christmas Story in their own words? It makes me simultaneously laugh and cry with love for these sweet kiddos. Watch it HERE and be forever changed.
I’m not the biggest fan of hot chocolate, but my boys request it daily now that there is snow on the ground. My friend recently posted a photo on IG of her favorite cocoa recipe and it’s so full of good ingredients (it uses real cocoa powder instead of a packet) that I plan on giving it a try. I’m especially interested to see how the coconut oil makes it taste. She suggested that adults do half milk, half coffee. I found a similar recipe, HERE.
A few more things I’m loving right now…
this little boy
Theo and I went to a gingerbread making event at our local library. He did an amazing job, “building” his house and being creative with the candy design. He left the event completely covered in frosting, full of candy, and so stinkin proud of himself.
this little Christmas angle
I mean COME ON. ARE YOU EVEN KIDDING ME? I DIE.
For the evening pictured here, we settled in to do our Advent reading in my favorite cozy spot in the house. Oliver was sick, which was a bummer, so we all got into our PJ’s early and spent the remainder of the evening watching Elf.
Sometimes people ask me “what we’ve been up to lately” and I have a hard time coming up with a response. We don’t always have these specific “things” we are doing. Much of our life feels slow, small. I’m starting to really embrace the slow and small, though. Sure, it’s easy to long for the shiny, exciting, and larger-than-life kind of living, but I’ve found that to be not all that sustainable or life giving. Being here, with these small people, living intentionally in small ways, taking our time to get from point A to point B, that is my happy place.
The other night, I was starting to feel a little overwhelmed with all my *ahem* kitchen “help.” They were noisy and begging for snacks and drinks and everywhere I turned there was a little person. Then, as I stepped away for a moment to grab a cookbook, I stopped. I saw my small kitchen filled with small people who wanted to be near me. I saw the importance of what I was doing – mothering, cooking, loving, being. I recognized the fleetingness of the moment. How often do we recognize that the moment we are in is so incredibly temporary? Often, we don’t notice it until it’s gone.
I took a photo, both with my camera and with my mind. I smiled. I went back to cooking. I was grateful.