Friday, November 26, 2010

Black Friday at its Best

The counters are full of dirty dishes to be washed and put away.

But they will keep.

My children are full of unspeakable energy.  They are teasing and playing with each other.  I hear screams followed by laughter which fade back into screams.
The sun is glistening off the snow outside my window and I am wrapped up in my sweet home.  Playing with the kids and occasionally being pushed into the kitchen by guilt.  I walk in, look around, grab a bite of leftovers, and wander back out.

Classic Christmas music is playing.  By classic I mean Louis Prima, Bing Crosby, etc.  Every other song or so we break into a mix of the Charleston, ballet, and spinning in circles until we are sick and collapse in a heap on top of each other, in fits of giggles.  Which then turns into pillow/blanket fights.
Oh how I love this day.  I am letting them wear themselves out so I can put them down for naps.  While they are sleeping I plan to tackle the dreaded kitchen.  I have to get it clean before they wake up, because sugar cookies are wanting to be created and played with and eventually eaten.
This is how we spend Black Friday.  Safely tucked in our warm house and away from the madness and chaos that is raging on the streets and in the stores.  Creating memories and contentment.
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