Perspective.

Sometimes, I get a little stressed. My Type-A self is slowly mellowing with age - and the fact that I live with a {grown} boy, 4 animals, and a tiny person who somehow has more stuff than all the rest of us combined. But I still have some ideals of perfection. Like trying to be a perfect mom. Wife. Housekeeper. Friend. Daughter.

{Although, to be fair, I am consistently a pretty awesome daughter - are you reading this, mom?}

And the list goes on and on. Sometimes I am pretty successful and feel great about it. But other times, I feel like I am slacking at everything. The house gets messy, I don't have enough time/energy/patience, and I get overwhelmed.

Am I the only one? I think not, but that could be wishful thinking.

But then, there are nights like tonight. Where my daughter and I dance around to Nsync Christmas, and I get her laughing and smiling so big it makes my heart swell. Then my hubs comes in and we all play on the floor together, her sort of rolling around between us. Now Delaney is fast asleep, and I'm drinking hot chocolate plus a splash of peppermint schnapps, blogging, and watching my Thursday night TV shows.

Productivity is important, but these are the things that matter most. Family, fun, and time to make memories.

Christmas, Christmas Time is Here.

Thought: Maybe I could name all the rest of this year's posts from Christmas songs? Hmm...

I found something really cool today that I wanted to share. You may have already heard it, but if not listen to it. If you have, listen to it again! Don't be a Scrooge.

While you are listening to it, look at this cutie: