It's hard to believe Christmas is only a few days away, especially for the following two reasons.
#1 - My last day of school was just today. While I enjoy the long break after the holidays settle down, the craziness is like crashing into a brick wall pushing it so close to Christmas.
#2 - I haven't shopped for Stephen yet, nor has he shopped for me. This is in no way a level indicator for our love and/or mutual admiration. What it IS, however, is an indicator of the nothingness that is our free time. It is for richer versions of people like us that the "professional shopper" has a job. (I hope you're grateful, Professional Shopper People.)
In other news, Katy started walking a couple of weeks ago. She has apparently flipped the Independence Switch that comes standard on all toddlers. Since she can get around by herself, she also wants to open and close her own sippy cup, get out her own toys, spoon her own food, etc. Some parents greet this stage of toddlerhood with sadness and regret, reminiscing about the times when their baby was a little more needy and a little less independent.
We are not those parents.
Instead, we would be the ones on the side saying things like, "About time she got the hang of that walking thing. My arms were starting to look like a professional weightlifter." So we are looking forward to her continued growth and development. Who's to say that in a few years, she won't be capable of laundry, dusting, and other household chores? After all, God didn't give her over to us so she could sit on her duff and watch Veggie Tales all day long. Work it, girl! And before long, my daughter will be the one with the scary-looking biceps. :)