Anyway, I am trying to go on with my day as normal, despite the fact that Scott is lying in bed, trying to work from home in our tiny little house. The kids just can't understand why they can't climb in bed with daddy. I think after John's nap, we are loading up the car and heading to
Speaking of Christmas, I ordered our Christmas cards last night, and I am slightly afraid that Scott's head will partially be cut out of the card. So, if it is, be gracious to me and pretend that his whole head is in the card when you receive it in the mail ;) It was the only picture (out of lots that Jessica took of us--not Jessica's fault that John wasn't looking; I think John's age and personality are at fault here) where John was actually looking at the camera. Well, only one where he was looking at the camera and not crying. Seriously. While on the subject of Christmas cards, if the Moores are normally on your "send a Christmas card" list, please don't forget us just because our address is different. I will gladly send it to you, and I would even just post it right here on this blog if not for fear of the craziness that exists in our world (and because I already reveal way too much information about our little family).
And, on a completely unrelated note, I stumbled upon this article yesterday, and I found it tremendously helfpul in thinking through my children and their understanding of the gospel and their conversion, so I had to pass it along.
Hope you are all having a great Tuesday and soaking up the Christmas season (and staying well!!)