A lump of coal

I deserve a lump of coal this year. I was doing the dishes, frantically in anticipation of company and Liv asked if I would play with her. I was so preoccupied with getting my lousy dishes done that I raised my voice and in not tender words told her to go play by herself that I didn't have time. With a heart broken my little girl went into the living room and played by herself. I overheard her playing with her Little People nativity and Mommy (that would be me) was the Inn Keeper and she told Mary and Joseph that Mommy didn't have time, so go somewhere else. OUCH!!!

I know she will never remember this incident but I will always remember. So what if there are dishes in my sink when visitors come over. Who am I trying to impress? Who is really important?

Liv is only mine for a short time and why would I waste a single moment of this gift?

My New Year's resolution, that has already begun, is to not waste my time with "adult" things when I get to spend time with someone so precious. My dishes might not always be clean but I don't want to be the "Inn Keeper" in my daughter's life.

Quote of the week by Liv after I gave her a little picture of Jesus to hang up anywhere she wanted. She put the picture where she could see it when in bed. Then she said,"He holds me Mommy, and keeps me safe."