How Are We Here?

As I'm sitting here listening to my baby repeatedly and joyfully with accelerating loudness yell, "da da da da da da da daaaa!!!" I can't help but ask myself how are we here already? How does my baby have 4 teeth (bottom 2 & top 2)? How does my baby clap over and over again already? How does my baby try so hard to say "yay" and "clap?" How is my baby beginning to get his knees under himself while attempting to hold himself up on all fours with eagerness to be ready to move? How is my baby starting to give me sloppy wet kisses on my cheeks?

Can I get a slow down button, please? I'm truly in disbelief that we are in December already (even with the growing excitement of my twenty-four 4th graders which inevitably signals winter break is right around the corner). Normally, I am in full-on Christmas mode as soon as Halloween passes. I love EVERYTHING about Christmas. The music, the joy, the higher level of cheerfulness most people possess around the holidays, the sweets, the expressions and excitement on not just my classroom kids' faces, but especially with Nolan (as he gets older). However, something is making it not feel "as Christmas-y" as usual. Every time I think that, too, I hear the "Where Are You Christmas" song playing in my head. I have more heavy stuff on my mind right now than normal, so perhaps that's it. BUT...regardless, I can tell you that I am SO excited that our very dear and best friends, the Huntington's, are arriving tomorrow for our boys' Christmas together...I have a feeling that will bring the fuzzy feeling I'm searching for. I'm also hoping our visit to see Santa (hopefully this weekend) will do the same.

On a side note: Unless you live under a rock, everyone is aware that our beloved Pujols has officially made a move to the Angels. Upon hearing all the buzz from this last night, Nolan commented, "When we go to Heaven, will we get to see Albert?" He's a little confused on what Albert becoming an Angel means. :)