LIGHTS....

Spent the evening with good friends wandering around looking at lights.

Holiday lights at CALM.
I have been here many times and I am like a child seeing it for the first time.
So pretty and Christmas-y.  It definately puts me in the holiday spirit.

Pretzels, glitter and a 5 year old.

 

These are the supplies

Hard at work cutting.

We may have eatten a few pretzels...

Here we are being silly.

Me and my sweet Micah.

Our completed project.

Micah and I decided to make a new ornament for my tree.  It was a project that required patience, pretzels and glitter and scissors and glue.  All of which we had an abundance of, except the patience part.  It took longer than I thought it would and a 5 year old lost interest after about 30 minutes.  We took and break, ate a few pretzel and finished the project.  I love it and it hangs proudly on my tree.

Merry Christmas to all.

 

For unto you is born this day in the city of David, a savior which is Christ the Lord.



Wishing you all a blessed, joyous Christmas day.

 

O Christmas tree

Busy doing last minute Christmas around here.  Let's all remember to breath and remember what the real meaning of Christmas is.

Such sadness.

I volunteer in a first grade class one day a week.  As I parked my car and waited to cross the street I watched parents walked their kids to class, holding hands and many kissed them goodbye.  The class I help in were having their Christmas program today in the cafeteria.  I had not yet heard of the terrible events that were unfolding in Connecticut until I got home and my son told me.  A sick feeling swept over me and immediately thought about those parents who that very morning walked their kids to school holding their hands and kissing them goodbye, not knowing that would be their last time.  I am not a real political person, but I somehow don't think the right bear arms means that someone can aim a semi automatic weapon at children.  I also know that situations like this are "heart" issues and usually carried out by disturbed, unstable people, but the end result is no less tragic.  We must certainly pray for the parents of those children as they grieve the loss of their precious babies.

I LOVE this.

 

Found this cutie while searching Pinterest.  I collected all the stuff needed and this will be my next project, well, right after I finish Christmas shopping, wrapping gifts, holiday baking for a cookie exchange, planning my Christmas lunch menu.   . 

I am still trying to figure this blog thing out.  Don't give up on me.  Thank you all for the advice. Stay tuned...