magic moments

Sunday afternoon Noah decided to have a little "man time" and went to a movie with Joey. I took the opportunity to do something I knew he had nooooooo interest in doing with me-filling out and packaging up our Christmas cards (along with some thank you notes for Keats's shower!! yikes!!). I waited for almost an hour at Walmart with the kiddos for the cards to be reprinted because they messed up again (not to mention that this was the THIRD day in a row I had spent there for over an hour waiting on a different order of Christmas cards I had ordered that then had to be canceled to get these new cards!!) so by the time I got the kids home, they were all ready to pass out.

(Keats and Connick kept me company while I worked....)

I put the girls to bed quickly and got everything set up on the chaise lounge to begin the tedious process. Somehow our numbers have gotten into the 50's for Christmas cards (and I still feel like I'm leaving people out!!) hence why-despite the hour long waits-I use Walmart. 19 cents a card.....you just can't beat that!! I turned on the Christmas tree, lit my balsam pine needle candles, and got to work. I worked on my thank you notes first, getting them all put into envelopes and addressed and then moved onto the Christmas cards. Just as I began to address the envelopes and stuff them, light snow started to fall outside the window. Now anyone who has spent any time in Kentucky knows that snow here is a rare occurrence, just as anyone who has lived in Boston knows that snow in the winter there is not. The funny thing is as "normal" as it was in Boston and as adjusted to it as I was there, I can't help but get giddy at the insignificant amounts we get here now.  I appreciate the retraining Kentucky has put me through. I used to be so discouraged by the lack of snowfall here. Now I have learned to just enjoy even a dusting. This time we got probably less than three inches and got the day off school!! At this particular moment in time, just the flurry outside my window stirred my heart into a happier rhythm.

And then I realized it was the perfect memory; addressing our first Christmas cards as a complete (how many times have we said that!! haha.....we'll see where God leaves that one!!) family for our very first Christmas in our very own home with my two baby men keeping me warm, one at my feet and one on my breast, with my home smelling like Christmas and the tree lighting my envelopes and the snow falling outside. I don't think words or pictures or anything momentary could describe how this moment will live on forever in my mind as a perfect moment in time. Those moments are so rare.....I feel blessed to have experienced it and excited to look forward to the many more perfect memories I will have to look forward to in this home and with my family.