Santa's Boots

Today was a good day.  We've struggled a bit this week getting back into our routine after a long weekend with daddy home, Luke and Megan here and a visit with my family over Thanksgiving.  We had to "de-vacationize" Nolan.  I have to admit the first couple of days this week was a struggle and I appreciate all of you that were praying for my sanity. :)  Luckily Amy helped out yesterday and we took the kids to McDonald's to eat lunch and play.  WHEW...

TODAY on the other hand, we're getting there.  Nolan had a great day and I feel we are getting back into the swing again.  THANK GOODNESS! :) 

Tonight after Nolan went to bed I was decorating the formal room hearth and I heard his door open.  He does this sometimes and just lays on the floor by his door.  I ignored him thinking he'll either lay there and go to sleep or he'll go back to bed, or he could get in trouble, which is always a possibility...so I waited to see what was going to happen.  

After a bit he says, "I see you".  I laughed and said, "Honey you need to go back to bed".  He said "look at Santa's boots".  I didn't really think about it at first, but he said it again, "Santa's boots...1, 2, 4, 5" (That's counting to 5, he has something against 3).  I finally realized he was talking about the stockings that were hanging on the hearth.  Stepping back and looking at them, by golly they do look like Santa's boots, I had never thought of that.  It's amazing how when we let our children observe what they see through those tiny, wonderful eyes.  

I wanted to blog this so that I'd put it in my record of memories.  Have a wonderful day and after they have climbed your refrigerator door and emptied out all of the condiments, or stuck gum up their nose, or screamed so much you thought you'd go insane, let your children observe, they an cshow us the most fascinating things in life. :)