I confess that the past few days have not been the most harmonious or Christmasy. Nels and I have been working and the girls have suffered from a bit of benign neglect. We were in danger of the twelve days of Christmas just quietly slipping away. Sadly, Nels also had to be out of town for two days quite unexpectedly, so it was just the three of us at home.
This morning, as I sat with my Christmas journal reflecting on the past few days, I decided that today we would say farewell to Christmas. I decided that my work could wait a day and that my girls needed a day with me truly present.
My journaling turned to baking and the girls woke up this morning to scones topped with red and green sugar. Christmas music was playing and, as we ate our scones, I read their favorite Christmas books. Helen hadn't read any this year and was secretly pleased to be read to.
As I cleaned up from breakfast, Lou made gift tags for next year by cutting out scenes from the Christmas cards we had received and punching holes in the corners. Hels began to make a 3 Kings Cake.
We then sang along to every single song on our favorite Christmas CD while we tucked all the ornaments away for the year and dragged the tree outside to be decorated for the birds this weekend.
It was lunchtime by the time we had packed away all our Christmas decorations. Helen and I had to run to the fabric store to find a pattern for her handwork class. When we got back, we sat down to a 3 Kings Day Cake, complete with hidden coins. The table had been already changed to the deep blues I like to have in January. We gave a toast to Christmas and the New Year.
We had one surprise--a late gift for each of the girls from my brother and his wife. Here is Helen beyond thrilled to receive a new set of colored pencils.
The late afternoon brought thank you notes--thankfully they are all done!
Our final farewell to Christmas was a game of snapdragon where we snapped a raisin out of the blue flames of burning brandy and made a wish for the coming year.
I sat with my journal again at the end of the day, filling in the final bits of our Christmas season. I added my wishes. Wishes to help me through this year--a year that will be bringing many big decisions and projects that will impact our family for years to come. These wishes are not of my own writing, but of Lynn Jericho's. Yet, they are just right for me this year. I wish for~