I’m sitting on my living room couch writing this post, with a fire in the fireplace, lights twinkling on the tree, and snow falling softly outside the window.  Ahhh…  It’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas.

Our whole family got outside this afternoon to enjoy a romp in the snow (a.k.a. Peter cleared the snow off the driveway with the snowblower while we girls watched).  The girls thought it was pretty fun at first:

Lydia enjoyed right up until she tried to walk through it.

Sorry, I don’t have a video, but you can look at the above picture and imagine her distressed little voice saying: “I’m stuck!  I’m stuck!”

So basically our afternoon felt a little like a metaphor for my life lately.  A little bit overwhelmed by the cold, beautiful snow…  What’s been coming down on me lately?

Tons of Christmas crafting/decorating (I’m loving my mantle this year, pics soon), a family tree hunt, directing the Christmas choir at church, a 1:00am trip to the ER with Lydia (she had croup and wasn’t breathing well), Christmas present shopping and card ordering, dentist appointments (Alethea’s first and she was a trooper!), piano lessons and our neighborhood Secret Santa.  I feel like I’m jumping from one thing to the next with barely a split second to catch my breath.  Whew!

So I’m taking this one snowy afternoon to relax, write a blog post and revel in the wonder of the season, just for a moment… before the madness begins again.

Breathe… just breathe….