JESSIE'S VEGAS

BLaMe it on the Rein or ReINDeEr!!!!! Before Christmas break came the inevitable  day where every kid in the house was crying AND fighting AND at the edge of school assignment overload. Of course it was a day I was working so that made me feel even more helpless. We called an emergency family meeting. The main point that came out of the meeting was this, " When things get spiraling out of control it can seem like EVERYTHING needs to changed. However, in reality ,it can really be just one or two things that need tweaked. " When the kids heard this we decided to pick our top stressors and start with those and just see if we felt better.  1) The kids decided they needed to skip their early morning seminary(religious) classes for a few days to get extra sleep AND needed to go to bed earlier instead of watching "Dog With A Blog". 2) One kid decided it was not EVERY class in school giving her trouble, but that it was one math class where the teacher w...

The presents, the stockings and rising early before the sun rose up trying to see Santa are all beloved memories from my youth. I LOVED Christmas and bought into the whole North Pole fantasy without a second thought. To a child, the magic and promise  of "good things happening to the world" was not so hard to buy into. Fresher from heaven and angels, as a child, I did not think it was unusual for one man to load up his sleigh and visit every single house on Christmas Eve.  Of course he knew my name and every other child's name on earth. I did not have trouble believing in a babe that was born in a manger either.  Why wouldn't the donkeys, sheep and cattle surround that place and worship their Heavenly King?The thought of a salutory star rising in the Eastern sky,   guiding wisemen and sheperds made perfect sense. As the years have passed , my childlike faith has been replaced not so much with doubt, but with its bed-fellow fear.  The trials of the mortal j...