Father help me in this. Mess stresses me (though you may not believe me if you saw our house on a general basis). Moms are supposed to set the mood and make Christmas memorable, right?
But mom has an agenda, a schedule, a plan, and it's so stretching when things get here there and everywhere.
Over the years God has continued to bring me back to that lesson of flexibility. I used to think I was flexible- that was in highschool when I was physically able to do a split and all sorts of things. Now with growing family, and continual changes that word takes on new meaning. So, comes the time of year when things get a little out of order and the "fruit basket gets upset" all for the sake of bring peace and good cheer to the home. Ahh! I can do all things.
This week we worked on decorations. We're not done but we did manage to do a bit of what was hoped for and hopefully had fun in the process. :)