December 1: We welcomed December by setting up the Christmas tree. Furniture had to be moved around, and there was confusion and debate regarding placement, but the tree went up without much fuss. Some of the lights were out, but luckily, we were able to wind a string of lights around it, and you can't really tell unless you're looking closely. The kids, well, the boys, think every day is Christmas, and keep waking up wondering why Santa hasn't come yet....
December 2: The kids and I called Santa. Yes, called him. I came across a number online for Santa's answering machine, and immediately tried it out. Cute, cute, cute! The kids all got a kick out of hearing Santa talk to them and they all left him messages about what they want for Christmas. The best part? Having Santa tell them to listen to their parents!
December 3: Snow day! It snowed all day long, and we watched it fall from the coziness of the house. We had to go out in the
December 4: We've been busy and I've been sick all week, so we haven't been able to do much of anything really fun or creative. Boo! We watched a Christmas movie while I
December 5: We went shopping for gifts! I love how my kids are just as excited, if not more, to shop for others than they are to receive gifts themselves.
It Came Upon The Midnight Clear
It came upon the midnight clear,
that glorious song of old,
from angels bending near the earth
to touch their harps of gold:
"Peace on the earth, good will to men,
from heaven's all-gracious King."
The world in solemn stillness lay,
to hear the angels sing.
Still through the cloven skies they come
with peaceful wings unfurled,
and still their heavenly music floats
o'er all the weary world;
above its sad and lowly plains,
they bend on hovering wing,
and ever o'er its Babel sounds
the blessed angels sing.
And ye, beneath life's crushing load,
whose forms are bending low,
who toil along the climbing way
with painful steps and slow,
look now! for glad and golden hours
come swiftly on the wing.
O rest beside the weary road,
and hear the angels sing!
For lo! the days are hastening on,
by prophet seen of old,
when with the ever-circling years
shall come the time foretold
when peace shall over all the earth
its ancient splendors fling,
and the whole world send back the song
which now the angels sing.
that glorious song of old,
from angels bending near the earth
to touch their harps of gold:
"Peace on the earth, good will to men,
from heaven's all-gracious King."
The world in solemn stillness lay,
to hear the angels sing.
Still through the cloven skies they come
with peaceful wings unfurled,
and still their heavenly music floats
o'er all the weary world;
above its sad and lowly plains,
they bend on hovering wing,
and ever o'er its Babel sounds
the blessed angels sing.
And ye, beneath life's crushing load,
whose forms are bending low,
who toil along the climbing way
with painful steps and slow,
look now! for glad and golden hours
come swiftly on the wing.
O rest beside the weary road,
and hear the angels sing!
For lo! the days are hastening on,
by prophet seen of old,
when with the ever-circling years
shall come the time foretold
when peace shall over all the earth
its ancient splendors fling,
and the whole world send back the song
which now the angels sing.
Scripture Reference: Isaiah 7:14, 9:6-7
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