I love this time of year. I love family get togethers and hanging out around the house when its cold outside. Wearing pj's and slippers all day makes me happy. I don't love getting sick. I managed to make it through the hospital stays and frequent Dr. office visits without catching anything. Until now!
I have a nasty cold. My poor nose is red and I can't stop coughing. Ugh. Thankfully nobody in my house has it. I pray it stays that way.
This time of year I become a germ-a-phobe anyway. I took a page out of Holly's book and placed a sign on my door reminding everyone to wash their hands as soon as they enter. Kendall is in lock down. We're refraining from taking her out into the cold or around any public places. She really can't get sick. Really.
I managed to get a bit of Christmas shopping completed this morning. Even though I felt like crap, I was in pretty good spirits. Until it hit me again like a ton of bricks...we're still adjusting to life in Holland! Kids Kendall's age in the store now are not in strollers or infant carriers anymore. They are running up and down the isles. They are reaching for candy in the checkout lines. They sing Christmas carols. At the gym this morning, Kamden was playing with a little girl Kendall's age, and then asked me why Kendall couldn't go to the Kids club with him. (I thought he understood...but apparently not completely) So, its just been a little depressing. I'm going to blame that on my cold. I'm going to publish these precious pictures of my little girl, count my blessings, take a shower, and have a new attitude in about 30 minutes I'm sure. But for now, I don't like Holland. And am really jealous of those in Italy. Ugh.