But I feel like Christmas this year is perfect. It’s perfect when I hear my Shelby singing Christmas carols (getting most of the words correct) with all the glee and joy of a 6-year-old, as she decorates our home. Perfect as we hang our stockings and my husband mocks my burnt stocking yet again (he does it every year). Perfect even when my baby boy takes the wise man from the nativity scene and chucks him across the room. I love the surprise I have up my sleeve. Such a big surprise I won’t even write it down in fear it will leak out and be ruined. I’m giddy with excitement! I can’t wait until Christmas when all will be revealed.
I love my perfectly imperfect Christmas and wouldn’t change a thing.
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