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Why I Have Grey Hair

Some say grey hair is hereditary.

(my gorgeous mother, picture courtesy of my talented sister)
I’m thinking it has more to do with this one.
Who yesterday shoved a fruit snack up her nose. Which meant a frantic call to the pediatrician while she screamed in the background with an occasional “BOO BOO IN MY NOSE!,” another frantic call to a neighbor who is an ER nurse, another frantic call to my husband at work, and then another call back to the pediatrician after it appeared as if the fruit snack had melted and had now run right out of that left nostril, which led to a “No more boo boo, Mama. Happy now.” 
At least she won’t do that again.
Or so I thought.
Turned around in the car today to find her with a veggie stick totally sticking out of her nose as she just smiled.

10 more grey hairs today than yesterday.

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It’s the Most Wonderful Time of the Year

I’ve been so busy posting all the Purposeful Giveaways (4 open right now and more coming this week!) that I’ve barely just posted about life lately. Sorta goes with how my days have been these last couple weeks though–driven by lists of things to do. I’m crazy with my lists. Something about checking things off makes me feel good.

But, with Thanksgiving means the start of Christmas. And, I’m not going to let lists drive me. I’m just not.

Instead, I’m going to let some things roll that maybe I wouldn’t have before. My kids aren’t going to have great coordinating Christmas outfits. I’m not going to color code wrapping paper (anyone want to join my Type-A club?). I’m hoping to get a good family picture yet for a Christmas card, but I may have to settle.

But, we’re going to have fun. I’m going to have fun. And, I’m actually going to celebrate Christmas enjoying our traditions and the meaning behind them instead of rush through it as I tend to do. Yes, I’ll still do some overthinking because that’s what I do. But, I’m going to overthink things worth overthinking–like Jesus becoming one of us.

So, there. I’ve said it. Someone send me a link to this post in a couple weeks, okay?

Lydia loved this guy and told him that she just wanted candy for Christmas. As if she doesn’t get it every single day. Well, candy I can do. Check.
First tradition of the season–setting up the advent calendars with 24 little wrapped goodies from Nanma and Granddaddy. I’m already preparing myself for little mini sling shots pointed at my face, light up bouncy balls bouncing off my walls, and stickers permanently affixed to the wall at about my knee height. 
Ah, Christmas. It’s the most wonderful time of the year.

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