the stockings were hung by the chimney with claire.

Do you ever hear a message or a story or a song and think, that was just for me? Today, that happened to me. I woke up at 5:30 to a teething girl who wanted nothing to do with her crib. Frantic and tired, I made it out of the house in time to hear Leslie share with a group of moms. After hearing what Leslie had to say, my tiny problems seemed well, not so problematic. I felt joyful. We even managed to visit Santa, cross a few more dear ones off of our Christmas list, and decorate the tree. Of all of the decorations, this cardboard angel remains my favorite. There is so much to be grateful for: new friends, tiny teeth, cardboard angels.