Christmas and Do-Overs

Christmas...in Pictures.

Picking up the Tree with Mom Enns. Brrrr!

Wy says Merry Christmas!

Tree decorating day...Wy and I stayed in our PJ's all day!

Church Women's Ministry Dinner. I hosted a table on a very Cold and Snowy Night. Thank goodness for Marti coming so I didn't have to lone it at my table!

Wy's first plane trip!

Love the pics of the Coonrad boys...Sleepy and patiently waiting for present opening!

Ahhh! Napping!!!!

The Puzzle Crew.

The Whole Family (minus one brother and fam).

Love this!

Just a bit of snow to contend with.

Do you ever want a do-over? Yesterday we took down the Christmas Tree...which always makes me a bit meloncoly. I think it is because it is a very real sign that Christmas has come and gone, again. As I took down the ornaments I think back to when the season began...and all that we did in the busy holiday, and I wonder why I have so little recollection of all of it. Why didn't I soak it in? Why was I so busy that I failed to even sit and stare at the tree? Why couldn't I just enjoy? I think I want a do-over.

Now don't get me wrong, as I look at these pictures of our holiday, I loved the moments seeing family and friends. I loved sharing Wyatt with everyone, but did I really tap into it? I mean really appreciate the holiday? Granted, it took us 3 days and 13 hours of flying time to actually arrive in Seattle, but then the time should've been even more precious, and I fear that I just went through the motions. It makes me wonder, how can one truly appreciate time? How does one slow down enough to soak it all in?

I guess that is why I love the pictures so much. I get to enjoy it all over again. I get to see the wonder in the eyes of the kids...and appreciate the moments that we had with everyone. I get to be reminded of the endless blessings of family and friends. I am so grateful that we have these pictures. So I can remember the beauty of the season, and hold tight to it.

Anyhow, it is just such a real reminder to me that each day I have to make it a priority to realize what it takes to make me happy. And to enjoy the moments. As fleeting as they may be. And I pray for the ability to just stop and stare at the Christms Tree, although it is already down and put away, to remember that those moments are too few and far between. I want a do-over of the holiday. I want to do it again and just enjoy it, but instead I will choose today to focus and appreciate all that I have. So that I don't want a do-over of today.

Celebrating the All-West Career of Herald!

Meeting Emily Anne Bush.

Quality Time on Road Trips. Some things never change!

Cheers! Happy New Year from the Enns' Home!

Blessings to you today! May today be one to love over and over again!

One Week

This has been a week. One that I hope I don't have to redo for quite awhile. It is a week that has disqualified me as mom of the year. As professor of the year. As wife of the year. As housekeeper of the year (oh who am I kidding - I was never even in the running for this one!).

One week ago I locked my keys in the car on the way to take my sister back to the airport. Did I mention that my child was also locked in the car?

I lost my cell phone over the weekend. When I finally found it I also found out I had a funeral to go to - just one hour after I picked up the message. Good planning.

Monday was Wy's two month immunizations. He wailed. He was not happy. And I didn't have any children's Tylenol...I had to stop at Target on my way home from the doctor to get it. Where are the instruction manuals on parenting, anyway?

And then we went to a funeral. He was passed around about 20 times (no exaggeration here). It messed him up a bit. I then dropped him at Lindsey's house and went to teach class at a local high school. I had left for the funeral from the Doctor's office...no teaching materials. I had to ask for a pen...good planning.

Monday Mark left for a week to Lamar, CO to process a lot of calves for his health project. He won't return until Saturday. He has brutal, long days. I have been a bit caught up in my world and forget that his world is stressy, too. By the way, he sent me flowers, so he IS up for spouse of the year.

This was Wy's first week of daycare. I had always heard about "those" moms that cry when they drop off their babies...and on Tuesday I became one of them. I just wish I could work each day with Wy in my lap.

I have prayed, cried, moaned, laughed, and prayed some more this week. I am trying to feel His presence in my daily life, to tap into the Holy Spirit. But, honestly, I don't want to do this week over again - any time soon. But I have to remember - it is only ONE week, and soon it will get better. Maybe Next Week?