Anyway! Enough writing about not being sick. We're well and good and happy and snug in our little home. Baby H is growing out of six month clothing at two months old, and I'm looking at a 90% handmade Christmas without any eleventh-hour projects on the docket. The older kids are EXCITED SO VERY EXCITED about Santa coming to visit, although B has informed me that he does not, under any circumstances, want to actually meet Santa. When told that Santa only visits once kids are asleep, he experienced immediate relief from stranger danger. So. To our kids, Santa is apparently a rather creepy benevolent being. What is his motive, anyway?
I'll share with you the photo we're including in our Christmas cards (which are getting addressed tomorrow, HAHAHA, I am over it):
Merriest of Christmases, guys. We're so excited to greet our Savior, our King, who is borne of the Virgin Mary and came to save our souls!