Today is Christmas Eve, and I can’t believe it! Our kids, even Caleb, keep saying it came so fast this year. I’ve felt the same way. I’ve wished the last couple of years that Christmas was January 25, so we have more “Christmas time.”
The anticipation and excitement in the air make Christmas Eve one of my favorite days. This morning was rough, though, I’m not going to lie. The three younger kids could hardly contain themselves. They were off the wall, crazy and teasing each other like there was no tomorrow. I lost my patience a few times and found myself wishing the day away. Then I felt bad, of course. I felt bad that I yelled on Christmas Eve and wasn’t enjoying the day like I should have.
Evening came. We had my parents and Bo’s dad over for dinner. It was so nice to have some family over. But, the best part of my day was the kids' joke fighting about who is my favorite and tucking in the two younger boys.
I always ask the best and worst part of the day. Neither mentioned me losing my temper, which I was sure was the number one worst. Nope, They were excited that tomorrow is Christmas, seeing grandparents and that they didn’t like cleaning.
I’m am so grateful that kids are so forgiving. They quickly forgive, even when I lose my temper. I’m so thankful for their example and that I can say I’m sorry, be forgiven, and work on doing better the next day. #givethanks
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