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I’m not a traditional family portrait kind-of gal. I, more often than not, enjoy the silly, quirky, candid pictures much more. I like pictures that are more telling and open and vulnerable, ones that show personality. However, I feel it is my duty to at least once a year make an effort to take a nice picture. Of course, I forgot to take one while my husband was around (he’s working this week) but at least I remembered before it was too late! I’m shocked that we actually got a nice one with every set of eyes looking at the camera. So this is our prim and proper picture for Christmas 2013:
And this is the outtake:
She’s so much like me it’s frightening.
Do you ever have those moments where it seems as though the stars align, even if only for the blink of an eye, and you take a deep relaxing breath and you are once again reminded that all is well?
I had one of those fleeting seconds today. Surrounded by piles of laundry and baby toys, I was stitching-up some moccasins for Eli. The Christmas lights were glimmering, the snow was lazily falling as though it had nowhere important to be. My worries didn’t seem so heavy for those few breaths. Things slipped off my shoulders and I remembered that everything will be fine.
I’m looking forward to Christmas this year.
Hello and welcome to my EASY step-by-step guide on how to successfully ruin a thoughtfully put together stocking.
Step One: Purchase fun stocking stuffers your little girl (or boy) is sure to love.
Step Two: Pull out the stocking from the Christmas bin.
Step Three: Keeping with tradition place a mandarin orange in the toe of the stocking.
Step Four: Top-up stocking with all of the girlish goodness.
Step Five: Place filled stocking on a flight of stairs with the intention of hiding it later on.
Step Six: Forget stocking has been placed on stairs and, a few hours later, make a dash up said stairs to grab something.
Step Seven: Mid-way through your stair-climb plant your foot forcefully onto the toe of the stocking.
Step Eight: Stop and take a moment to ask yourself why your foot is all wet and squishy.
Step Nine: Slowly look down to see that you have, in fact, flattened that traditional Christmas orange, successfully shooting mandarin goo all throughout the child’s stocking.
Step Ten: Kick yourself for being so stupid.