Christmas in the heart

It isn't the tree with the tinsel,

Nor the lights blinking bright on the street.

It's the glow that we feel

And a joy that is real.

As we wish well to all that we meet,

It isn't the gift or the giver

That makes this a season of cheer,

But the way we care

And the love we share,

That puts Christ in Christmas each year.

Margaret Willams Stevens

All too soon...

It amazes me how quickly I can lose sight of the fact that these little ones of mine, that I love so dearly, will all to soon be out on their own. All too soon they won't need me to kiss their owies. They won't want extra snuggles. They won't want me to read them books. Soon there will no longer be a never ending mountain of laundry...or a sink that is constantly full of dishes...or their toys strewn about the house...all too soon.
So heres to savoring the sound of pitter patting feet running through the house and the sounds of their sweet laughter...heres to the messes!