Those fleeting moments at twilight, lit with the sparkling white lights of the holiday season, are breathtaking and magical. And I try to soak them up in the generally hectic minutes between homework and suppertime for our family.
Christmas music plays in the den… (I’d love to light the fire but somebody has jammed the key hole full of mini lego pieces?!?!?)
Honey and John ran out to throw the football mid-chess game…
The little manger was one of my first holiday decorations ever purchased, probably fifteen years ago now.
I love this room. The littles tear through it on a daily basis in pursuit of something or each other but I’m the only one that ever sits and enjoys.
A roaring fire awaits us on the porch…
…and the hot chocolate station is at the ready…
What you can’t hear are the joyful squeals of my boys in the yard, the crackling of the fire outside and the Christmas tunes playing on the porch. It truly is the most wonderful time of the year.
PS. Approximately two hours after these pictures were taken a pipe burst in the basement and we spent another two hours cleaning up the mess. Ahhh…I got jolted back to real life so quickly I’m pretty sure I got whiplash :-)