I'd like to say that the Christmas cards have been sent, the shopping finished, and the presents wrapped. I'd like to say that I've been a quilting machine and that for once, I won't be binding on Christmas Eve. I'd like to be humming Christmas carols and baking in the kitchen. And I'd really like to be writing a post that is remarkably witty and subtly inspirational. But alas, the Daly family has grown by one and today I'm running around after a puppy with a bladder the size of a thimble.
Casey joined our family on Friday. I haven't cared for a baby for almost 10 years and it's been twice as long since I've had a pet other than our fish Jaws and Schmoopie. After the chaos of the past weekend, I'm beginning to despair that I will ever be ready for Christmas, much less make it back to my sewing room. But despite the fact that I'm typing this post one-handed because Casey wants to be held again, I can't deny that she is very sweet. And of course my husband is smitten and kids are already in love. We may not experience the peace of Christmas this year, but hopefully (fingers crossed) we'll have plenty of joy!
May your homes be filled with peace, joy, and love this holiday season.