Cards

The cards were finished and mailed out today. I think I have seen enough of this little elf for a while now. Making each and every Christmas card this year was as fun as it was insane. I really did enjoy drawing and painting these little guys, each one different. What I didn't enjoy was the way I had to do it in something like eighthundred fiftyeleven installments because you know there are things in life like children and work and dinner and life that also must be tended to.

I have so many things to pay attention to and that I sometimes don't stop to be more AWARE. Especially of the boys. It is easy to let them just play their games and live in their pretend worlds, and they don't seem to mind, and quite frankly, when I was a little girl around their ages I also liked to live in my pretend world, imagining, and feeling as snug as a bug in a rug wrapped in love and protection from harm.
But still. I jot things down that they say. There are hundreds of photographs of them. And those things are just physical things that can 'vips' be gone. The things that matter and remain in our hearts are the memories.

I hope the ice skating rink is open tomorrow. I just decided I am going to take them ice skating. If they want to go. It would be a first time thing for them. I wonder if my old skates still fit me.

Time flies. Suddenly I will wake up one day and I'll scratch my head and knead my forehead with the tips of my fingers when I realize my sons are in college. Or married. Or parents.