Our first Christmas with our son. With Christmas day rapidly approaching, running from store to store, juggling bags and finishing Christmas cards (hopefully before Christmas has passed), i forget that this whole season is supposed to be a relaxing and joyous time and not one to be ruled by 'to do' list. Manoah reminds me to slow down. When i want to accomplish my errands and rush from one place to the next i just look at him and stop. He helps me in this way- his delight in the littlest of things- like cheerios, sparkling lights, a plastic spoon, and the obnoxious dancing fake trees at stores that he finds absolutely captivating. While in the elite store Z-Gallery yesterday I bumped his stroller into a table that knocked off the giant window display mirror. I can certainly take the blame bc i was chatting away on my cell phone (bad me), but as the mirror was shattering to bits Manoah sat there reaching desperately for the broken mirror slivers on the ground. I bashfully and apologetically tried to become invisible while the store workers politely excused me. I guess it makes me laugh now. Here I am trying anxiously to get a million things done, i break an expensive mirror, and Manoah doesn't have a clue. I suppose everyone could learn a little something from Manoah this season- enjoy life a little more, even the small stuff, even the stuff that breaks and doesn't go your way :) So when you find yourself frustrated by annoying drivers in overcrowded parking lots, just remember to find a piece of happiness in the sound of your horn :) Merry Christmas!
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