New Year.

Christmas has come and gone and it was beautiful and full and crazy and warm and cozy all at once.  I enjoyed it immensely and loved all the sewing projects and got so much pleasure out of seeing people open them.... Now I'm done.  We still have one family Christmas left and Brian asked me if I was going to sew some for it and I. just. can't. I don't have any desire. I even made the mistake of starting a read of "The Secret Garden" and now I want all the decorations down (magically, though, because I don't actually wan to do it) and I want it to get warmer so I can plant something.

all in our superhero jammies.

kazoo tune.

vintage robe and pipe for my vintage man.

So tough I can barely stand it.

Vintage Christmas china, Beef Bourguignon, and Christmas cake. 

Family and Friends.

This boy loves his food.

I make my bed every Christmas morning so I can lay
out all of my gifts and look at them.
Isn't that silly?

I should have done something today but all I could manage, beyond taking care of the children, was read and read some more. If I didn't have to change diapers or make macaroni and cheese I do believe I would have stayed in bed the entire day. That would be nice. After all the excitement and running around of Christmas maybe we just all need a few days of nothing to do.