Let it be Christmas

Since papa’s surgery, understandably things have been a little different around here. Example: papa no longer needs to say goodbye to us every morning before heading to work, something that has completely thrown Georgie. Over the first three days, he would frequently and randomly ask papa when he would be going to work. It took him a while to wrap his head around the fact that he would have papa all to himself ALL DAY. The little dude is in a very happy place. In fact we all are. At times I’ve felt pressure bearing down on my shoulders and a sudden pang of sadness but hey, at least I have cheese, The Elf, a warm home, beautiful babies babbling then sleeping the afternoon away and alas, snow. With Christmas around the corner, I think everything’s gonna be alright.