For all those loyal followers out there, who have been patiently waiting for an update to my "Busy Life, Busy Wife" Christmas saga, you will be relieved to know we pulled out of our driveway on Friday at 4:30 in the morning, and arrived in VA at 11 am.
No Traffic.
No Drama.
No Mess.
With just enough time for Techy to finish his last minute shopping and Little Man to get a quick nap before our Christmas Eve Candlelight service.
During which I wish to goodness I could have taken a video of Little Man.
He danced to every Christmas Carol, clapped at every opportunity given, and loudly cried, "YAY" during every single would-be silent moment and prayer.
Christmas morning was filled with the excitement of a first-time Christmaser, who yet again, danced and clapped at every opportunity given.
The rest of the weekend was filled with eating, cooking, baby-watching, opening gifts, and general merriment.
Oh wait.
Did I mention the snow?!
That's right.
Along with a nice chunk of the East Coast, we got snow on Christmas.
It started snowing on Christmas Eve and didn't let up until yesterday (Sunday) afternoon.
When the wind started blowing.
Strong winds.
Almost everytime they get a road open, it blows shut within the hour.
We haven't left the house since Saturday.
Which sounds wonderful.
Until you account for the fact that 4 grandchildren, 3 years old and under have been in one house for more than 2 days with no escape possible.
My mother has been in heaven.
We parents have been losing our minds.
And in the words of my mother, the kids have been great, it's the adults who are the cranky ones!
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