For most of my life the week before Christmas was my favorite week of the year. The fun, the festivities, the anticipation.
Now I find the week after Christmas is my favorite time. The time of peace. The time for exhaling.
We had a wonderful Christmas, no doubt about it, but I find myself happy that I can revisit the memories from sitting quietly on my bed while the kids are happily busying themselves around me. This is where I am finding the Christmas magic.
Here are some of my favorites from this year. Loved our angels, king, and kings attendant. Had a very successful visit from Santa even after a last minute very crucial list change. Got to spend time with most of our most favorite grandparents, aunts, uncles, and cousins.