Merry Christmas
Wow what week this has been. I have been working from home since Monday with Audrey in tow. She is out of school all week. Thankfully Mary Catherine has been here with us to lend me a hand. We are getting ready for Santa to arrive at the Fendley house. Audrey is so funny, she is so excited. She has told just about everyone she has come in contact with that Santa is coming to her house.

I somehow pulled or twisted, or I don't know what, but I have really hurt my knee. I'm limping around everywhere I go and Audrey now says her knee is hurting and is limping right along with me. She calls hers a boo boo.

Ward and I have been working on getting everything ready for our first really big Christmas morning with Audrey. She has agreed that Santa will need all of her bottles tonight in order to get them back to the North Pole in time to prepare them for all the babies that will be born tonight. She placed 3 cookies on her snowman plate and poured Santa a cup of milk. We decided that since this will be Santa's third visit to our house, 3 cookies would be great. She was very eager to get to sleep so that Santa would be sure to visit.

Tomorrow morning we will blessed to see the excitement on our precious baby girl's face. We are having family over for dinner tomorrow afternoon, and then my sister and I are going to my Aunt Renee's house to visit for a while.

Today as I was cleaning and dusting pictures I showed a picture of my daddy to Audrey. This was our conversation:

Me: Do you know who this is?
Audrey: No I don't know who he is.
Me: This is your Papa Tom, he's my daddy and he loves you to pieces.
Audrey: Where does he live?
Me: He lives in heaven with Jesus.
She smiled the most prettiest smile and said Papa Tom loves me to pieces? With a really tight hug, I said he really does.

The picture I am talking about was taken at my grandmothers house 12 years ago. It was Christmas Eve, and our last Christmas with him. He passed away one week later. My conversation with Audrey gave me a really large lump in my throat, but I was able to hold back my tears for her sake. I miss my daddy everyday, and this time of year really amplifies my sadness. I know my daddy is happy and I know that he is with me, just as I felt him with me today while I was talking to Audrey. I sang "Silent Night" to Audrey after our discussion. This is my daddy's favorite Christmas carol. It was almost like I could hear him singing in heaven. I love you Daddy, and I miss you so badly, Merry Christmas.