Christmas to me was....
relaxing, yet stressful (no school or work, yet obligations persist, and "vacationing" with 4 kids should be called something other than vacationing)
exciting, yet depressing (something different, a break in the routine, fun to watch the kids, depressing to come home and unpack and think about the bills this month rang up)
restful, yet exhausting (didn't have to get up to take kids to school so I stayed up late, yet still they awoke as if they had someplace to go at 7)
warm, yet cold (cozy times by the fireplace spent with family drinking Starbucks, but freezing weather in Visalia)
Merry, yet grumpy (Yay, I got my husband a really cool sports coat from J.Crew, boo hoo, he doesn't like it, and I'm annoyed)
Entertaining, yet dull (Got to see 2 movies in the past 10 days, it's a miracle 7 lbs and Benj. Button which reminded me of Forest Gump, also got to drive in the van for 6 hours)
Anyway, I guess Christmas is just like life, up & down, happy moments and dissapointing ones, for now I'll focus on this happy thought; I'm wearing a new shirt, I've got leftover Christmas candy galore in my kitchen, the kids are playing with their new stuff, and most importantly God is good, whether in I'm in the midst of the mundane moments of mothering or experiencing one of those fleeting moments of utter joy when I catch a glimpse of one of the girls doing something I think is amazing (Morgan holding the remote to her ear and pretending it's a cell phone or Noelle singing one of her made up songs). Thankfully, God is constant, because as every mom knows, "moments" are not.