A Caroling We Go
Wednesday, December 15, 2015
Another snowy day. The kids have been
loving the snow. They get home from school, bundle up and head straight out to
the backyard to sled/ski/snowboard for hours. They’ve built a jump at the bottom of the hill
on the side yard and are having a great time trying to do tricks on their skis
and snowboard. Today I couldn’t even get them to come in for dinner. I didn’t
fight it too hard even though it meant we were late for some things. They were
playing so well together. Big flakes were slowly falling. It was cold but there
was no wind. We put Christmas music on the speakers outside and the kids
laughed and played with each other until well into dark. Having the flood
lights on the side of the house make it feel like night skiing. All of this
outside play hasn’t been good for homework getting done. But I can’t help but
let them do it when they are getting along so well and playing outside. It feels productive.
Tonight the little boys went caroling
with Jeff and the 16 and 17 year old young men. They delivered plates of
cookies and sang songs to families in the neighborhood. I couldn’t resist and I
joined them at a few houses before heading to Kira’s choir concert. With the
snow softly falling and a fresh inch or two blanketing everything, it was a
picture perfect night to go caroling. After a hot cup of cocoa the boys headed
back out to doorbell ditch goodies at some other houses in the ward…probably
their favorite Christmas tradition.
Tonight they were all tired after a
long day. When I was putting the boys to bed Mikey said “what about hugs and
kisses?” So I leaned over and gave Mikey and Isaac hugs and kisses and said “I
love you.” After a minute Mikey rolled over and said, “I love you Isaac.” Isaac
said “I love you Mikey Pikey” …. “I love you Mike Wazowski” ….
“I love you Mikey.” Mikey rolled over and closed his eyes with a huge
smile on his face. I just sat and watched
him beam with happiness because his big brother had just told him that he loved
him.


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