My house is decorated.
The gifts are wrapped.
Our table Christmas table is set.
And our lists have been personally delivered to Santa.
But somewhere along the way, my plans have been completely nixed...
R (who had a tummy bug last week) was diagnosed with the flu today.
It quickly became apparent that while his flu from last week has moved along, it was replaced by the stomach virus.
And as we have laid low today, and I've considered the plans we must cancel...the Christmas Eve service we won't be able to attend as a family and the grandparents we can't risk exposing by hosting in our home... I've tried to keep a sense of humor.
So much of Christmas is centered around tradition, many of which we are missing this year, but I have inadvertently found myself with the type of celebration we long for in the madness of overbooked holiday schedules...
and low key.
I choose to accept the gift and drink it in.
(But I sure hope my babies feel better soon!)
From our Lysol, Purell and Clorox saturated home to yours...