Christmas Eve

If you hear thunder, and the world suddenly stops spinning on its axis, it is because I may enter a church today. Meazi wants to go to the children's Christmas Eve mass at her school's church. I said, "Your father probably won't come with us Meazi." She turned to him and asked him why. He told her because he wasn't Catholic. I told her that I wasn't either, but that I'd take her if she still wanted to go. She said, "Mom I do want to go. I'm Catholic."

We are going to need stronger rubber bands. See the picture above? He hair always pops out of those big puffs. She was at a school mass and one just exploded. Think we'll probably go with the big, combed out Afro that Meazi calls her, "Freedom hair."

Meazi saw Santa in Santa Fe. She asked him for a pink Princessa Bike. He asked her if she needed training wheels or not. She said she did.

Melese seems very excited about Santa.

He told us that he would like Santa to bring him a cookie, and a chocolate. (Dear Santa, that is my list too). Melese is excited about the reindeer. He also sang Jingle Bells in the car last night as we drove around looking at lights.

We made a Christmas card. My mom said we never, ever, look like we do in the picture. (Steven is wearing a suitcase, and I may actually have make-up on). It was our re-adoption day. It seems to be the only day of the year that we managed to get a picture of the four of us together. (Thanks Aunt Kate).

 These are the photos we did NOT use to make a Holiday card. My friend Deb gave me a hard time because we didn't include the Ted on our card. Deb, dogs are not allowed on the beach!

Today is Christmas Eve, and again I am overwhelmed with gratitude and love. I feel incredibly lucky to be a mother to these two.

They are the epitome of 'comfort and joy'.

Peace be with you, (and also with you-Hey! I remember this! Maybe Meazi won't be too embarrassed to have me next to her in that pew this afternoon!)

Have a very Merry Christmas.

I love you people.