I'm tracking three HUGE gifts again and hoping the UPS guy gets here before the day is up. We've got the ingredients for tonight's homemade pizza and a date on the sledding hill at 9 sharp this morning. Church starts at 4 and our family's annual viewing of It's a Wonderful Life at 8. I expect I'll cry like I always do as the citizens of Bedford Falls show up with their money and George Bailey realizes how much he matters. It always makes me verklempt. (At last! I love that word, but never had a chance to use it until this very moment!) I predict irritation at Team Testosterone who will be determined to stay awake to greet Santa--and I'll have to use all my ninja stealth to avoid their curious ears and eyes tonight while staging the scene for tomorrow morning.
Here's to miracles and grace tonight--for all of us.