It is hard to believe that in 4 days we will be celebrating Christmas. I feel like time got away from me again this year. I am not sure why either. I don’t have a young baby to be dealing with. I think working has thrown me off a bit. Not that I mind getting out of the house and having interactions with adults (even if some of them act like children). I am almost ready. I have a few more gifts yet to wrap, but they aren’t here yet. Stocking stuffers are purchased and waiting for Santa to come. I have the Christmas letter written and printed. I have ordered prints of the kids to include. After work Robert is picking up stamps, the pictures, and envelopes. I am hoping that I can knock these out tonight so they can be in the mail tomorrow.
To be honest, I am close to having the preparations done for Christmas. I am having a hard time getting into the spirit of it all though. I think part of it may be that Laura isn’t excited, which boggles my mind. We have a count down going for the number of days until Christmas. Each time she takes a link off the chain, she says that she doesn’t want to see Christmas. I explain to her that we get to open presents and Santa comes. Then we go see Grandma Kathy and get more presents. She still fights it. I wish I knew why.
Speaking of that word, I am getting close to detesting it. Abhor is another word that could work too. I realize that I got lucky with Laura that she didn’t scream “no” back at me all the time. However, I am getting really tired of the whys. I try to give reasonable explanations to her most of the time. When I can’t, I have used the line “Because that’s the way God made it” which is true when I use it. What bothers me so much is that Laura doesn’t seem to listen to the explanations. When I give one and she asks why yet again, I’ll tell her that is enough. Sure enough, the next word is “why”. I don’t mind explaining, but she needs to listen to what I am saying.
It would also seem as though Laura has gotten my perfectionism gene. She now cries and has a fit if a letter she is writing doesn’t turn out just write. Keep in mind that she is only 3 1/2. I don’t expect her letters to be perfect. In fact, they are better than some older kids’ writing. Leave it to my daughter to be upset that the letter A isn’t just right. This morning she wrote a very nice looking 2. She ended up erasing it because it wasn’t right. I don’t know what was wrong with it. If I ask, all I get is, “It’s not right!” School is going to be a challenge for me with her. I remember the tears I shed over homework. I’m not looking forward to being on the other end of them.
Time to read for a bit while Laura is watching a movie and Warren is still sleeping. 