I have a cold. I'm miserable. My head is stuffed and my throat hurts.
Yesterday
was our town Christmas parade. Daddy took the kids by himself because I
looked pathetic and didn't feel up for it. After they left I started
thinking about them watching the parade and me not being there. I
almost started to cry (and I'm going to blame that on being sick).
So
I called my Mom and asked her to take me down to the parade. I just
couldn't miss seeing my kids enjoy everything and I'm glad I did.
Seeing them jumping up and down and clapping at every tiny, small town
float going by was a delight. Seeing Chandler dancing and wiggling his
butt to every
Christmas carol and Claire shriek every time a person on a float tossed
her candy made it completely worth it. The joy they got out of a blow
up rhinoceros, a dog wearing antlers and a girl on roller skates makes
you stop. Christmas is all about being a child. It's about the wonder
of the little things. The presents are just the candles on the cake.
It's the lights and the hot chocolate and the snow and being with your
loving family that is the cake and the icing. Experience it.
And now I'm going back to my hot tea with honey and tissues and hopefully I will feel better tomorrow.
Feel better! Glad you didn't miss the parade.
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