I love the Christmas season. It's cold out and you aren't sick of that yet. It still a novelty to light a candle and curl up with some hot chocolate. The Christmas music brings back great memories and it makes everything from untangling lights for the tree to rolling out cookie dough more fun.
The kids are excited and the holiday lights twinkle in their eyes. The tree and the gingerbread house and the baking make the house smell wonderful.
This year after making cookies with my almost 6 and 3 year old, was sweeping up the mess. As I scooped it all into the dust pan I realized, "I love this mess!". It was little tiny sprinkles shaped like snowflakes and a rainbow of glittery sugar. It looked like a mess little pixie elves would leave behind. I know I'll miss that mess when they are too old to make it.
I tenderly thank the Lord for the magical mess my kids make while experiencing one of the pure joys of childhood.
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