I'm sipping eggnog and listening to The Nativity Story: Sacred Songs while wrapping presents and I don't even care that my children are wielding empty wrapping paper rolls as weapons because my mom, who is home for the holidays, has just talked me down from the brink of panic, which I've been rapidly approaching over recent preceding days. It's all good.
And this photo has nothing to do with anything at all,
but isn't my Cait just too cute for words? :)