I love the idea of documenting the days of December, an idea I found through Ali Edwards blog a few years ago. I have a hard time getting myself moving on a tangible book style version, this post and the ones that will follow it this month will be me stepping towards that goal.
December 1st and 2nd were pretty ordinary as much as that is possible for us. Eva painted her Christmas tree picture for school, an activity that my three others have preceded her in. It's fun for me to see it, the same activity repeated by my four children over the seven year period between Emily's kindergarten year and Eva's. I think her still chubby hands and fingers inspired me to take the picture. She hasn't yet outgrown her baby hands. This thought causes me to sigh deeply with a gentle eye closure. Oh how I love her little fat hands!
Thursday the 2nd was a super busy day with piano lessons, meetings, a soccer party, a late basketball game, and an even later last minute shopping trip for me. Somewhere in all the busyness, Eva brilliantly fell asleep in the car and I snapped the photo of her sleeping. She's just so sweetly contorted.
December is supposed to be beauty and magic, I'm just trying to capture a bit of it. Most days it feels like the beauty and magic gets lost in the plain stress and trials of family life. It's hard to make it feel meaningful all day every day. I'm trying to remember that that's part of the show too, the hard parts where our lives are anything but glittery and magical. Sometimes it seems just plain old ugly! I keep reminding myself to find the special in all of it, cause it really all is, even if I have to squint almost to the point of pain to see it.
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