As a former Literature teacher, I love to use a photo as an illustration . It’s really a skill to use something seemingly insignificant and find all kinds of symbolism in it. M. would probably say it’s an inconvenient skill to make a big deal out of nothing, but we all have to be good at something.
As a tired mommy, I love to go to sleep…and only upload one picture of the 200 I’ve taken the past few days.
And as a blogger, I love that I can use those other pictures on posts this week.
So, just in the nick of time, before the twins head back to school tomorrow, here’s our break.
As illustrated through this picture of Sam and Maddie, taken on Christmas Eve (Evening).
1. During Break, We Were Always On The Move.
Just like Sam is here, riding his scooter through the living room. We drove something like 2,000 miles to see our families. We packed up half our house, our four kids, and our dog. Then we drove from parents’ basement to parents’ basement (and one night in a hotel), seeing everyone and everything we could.
2. We are Now as TIRED as that Tree.
Our Texas-drought-struck tree looks a little dark, doesn’t it? A little droopy? That’s the Hergenrader Family right now. As worn-out as a tree that has stood in a living room for SIX weeks. The kids have dark circles under their eyes. I can see every pore on my face. M can’t move from the couch.
3. We Came, We Saw, We Gave.
And we received.
According to reports from older parents, our kids are at the “fun gift” stage. Old enough to open multiple gifts in one sitting, but young enough to get really excited about all of them. A scooter for example. I’m happy to report that every gift under that tree is now in the hands of its recipient. And out kids have enough new stuff to keep them playing for days.
4. Maddie (11-year-old Cocker) is Freaked Out.
It happens every year when we take this trip. Maddie looks like she’s on the edge of doggie stability. Something about the kids tickling each other in the backseat of the car–and on top of her. It all freaks her out. Not to mention the unusual characters we meet at the rest stops that she has to bark at. And motorcycles. And toll booth operators late at night (those really get her). And the way the kids smell after a few days in the car. The poor dog WEARS this weary look the entire trip.
And THAT, was our Christmas Break.
Inspired by a snapshot.
