Now I have to admit that having grown daughters is mostly a good thing. They are fun to be with and they buy really good gifts. Although I miss those wonderful crafty Christmas ornaments they would make for us. I still hang those that haven't disintegrated on our tree. But on Christmas morning I always remember seeing our three girls sitting on the couch. They would have their stockings in their laps and big smiles on their faces. That was our agreement. They could get up and taking their stockings and we could sleep to at least 7 AM! They were happy and we didn't have to get up at 5 AM. A win, win for us all. I miss those Christmas mornings. They were the best times of our lives.
Life as I Live It
Saturday, December 28, 2013
Goodbye 2013
I am trying to get used to the idea that another year is almost over. Today my "baby" turns 40. Good grief. How is that possible? I was 40 not that long ago. It is absurd to think our youngest is no longer a girl but a full-grown woman.
Now I have to admit that having grown daughters is mostly a good thing. They are fun to be with and they buy really good gifts. Although I miss those wonderful crafty Christmas ornaments they would make for us. I still hang those that haven't disintegrated on our tree. But on Christmas morning I always remember seeing our three girls sitting on the couch. They would have their stockings in their laps and big smiles on their faces. That was our agreement. They could get up and taking their stockings and we could sleep to at least 7 AM! They were happy and we didn't have to get up at 5 AM. A win, win for us all. I miss those Christmas mornings. They were the best times of our lives.
Now I have to admit that having grown daughters is mostly a good thing. They are fun to be with and they buy really good gifts. Although I miss those wonderful crafty Christmas ornaments they would make for us. I still hang those that haven't disintegrated on our tree. But on Christmas morning I always remember seeing our three girls sitting on the couch. They would have their stockings in their laps and big smiles on their faces. That was our agreement. They could get up and taking their stockings and we could sleep to at least 7 AM! They were happy and we didn't have to get up at 5 AM. A win, win for us all. I miss those Christmas mornings. They were the best times of our lives.
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