I woke up this morning and saw that according to all the "x"s on the calendar, it is now the END of December. WHAT?! How did that happen? I mean, I have some hazy memories of spending HOURS trying to decide what fun treats to make for my neighbors, but I don't actually have any memories of making any of those treats. I remember my child singing, "...jingle all the way...oh what fun it is to shoot yourself out of a cannon and into the house through a window..." (He's 4. What can I say? Oh, and you know what else? He got a pretend shaving kit for Christmas and the first thing he said was, "GAH! But the hairs don't come out of my face!") And there were some empty chocolate candy displays at the store and maybe a leaning shack of gingerbread in there somewhere.
But where were the carolers? And the MITTENS? AND THE SNOW? And... I don't know about you, but I certainly haven't had my fill of hot cocoa and soft lights and pretty music.
In fact, the only proof I have that December REALLY happened at all is this picture. And one of my daughter with a stuffed dog that is bigger than she is. But, you don't get to see that because actually she's terrified and its NOT a happy picture. Like, at all. The poor child. Ooh, and I guess I have these chocolate cookie sleighs. But, they are totally going to have to be eaten if they are to be believed. I mean, they could be a mirage or something, right?
Has anyone else's December turned up missing? Or is it just me? I mean, if this is big enough, we could probably report it to someone. You know, get a task force down here and maybe some cameras or something.
P.S. Yes, I am fully aware that the lower half of my Christmas tree is bereft of all ornaments. It was not intentional. We have an 18 month old, and it just kind of happened over time. Like, over at least a 20 minute period of time.