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erin

I'm Erin Jo. I'm thinking, writing, dreaming, mothering, loving, living, praising, BLESSED to be Fiona to my Shrek and Mommy to my four amazing kiddos.

dave

dave

Shrek is "like an onion with many layers" but has a heart of gold. He's my husband and my friend, and we just get better all the time.

lily

lily

Lily is my first baby and only girl. She's smart, funny, tall and kind. Keeping up with this girl is a challenge and a joy. She's terrific!

max

max

Max is one part ogre, two parts lover and all boy! Our little man has a temper but gives the best hugs of anyone I know!

colby

colby

Colby is as ornery as he looks. He flirts shamelessly, even with strangers. He's all mouth and curls and the loudest by far.

luke

luke

Luke is the baby of the family, but holds his own. He's happy and adorable. And he's a terrible sleeper. =)

Can’t Wait


My mind is a melting pot. I have so many random thoughts right now that there is no way I’ll nail this post. It’s Christmas, mild weather, sick babies and contacts that feel as though they have been glued to my eyeballs. It’s a house that’s clean enough, gifts that are ready enough and laundry that is done enough.

I’m elfed out, I think.

It is kind of neat to sit back and relax for so many days ahead of Christmas. Not months ahead, mind you, but just days. That’s a good, happy medium. And I’m so glad I created that cushion of time because I spent most of today nursing and carrying Luke, who is feeling quite crummy with a fever virus of some kind. From the looks of it, Colby has a touch of it too.

So my last day of work for 2011 that was supposed to be tomorrow might instead turn into yesterday. The fresh pine swag I still wanted to create for my banister may just have its day next year. And there’s no reason why I can’t tuck tissue paper into those stockings to help fill them out.

Oh, and the weather? I’m still hoping for those snow flurries. But whatever the weather, the state of this family’s health, the true filling of those stockings, in less than four short days, we’ll celebrate Christ’s birth. I’ll be a hot mess trying to get all six of us in church finery on Christmas eve. I will be throwing ingredients into my basket for the family party. I’ll be up late with the hubby getting the place just so for Santa’s arrival after helping the kids set out cookies and milk for the big man and carrots for his eight reindeer.

And then, short hours later, I’ll be scrambling to ready the cameras, turn on the Christmas morning music and, maybe, even get a creamy cup of coffe in my hands before the magic begins.

And I can’t wait.

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