Tis the season to be...assaulting your family with real cream whipped topping! That's right! When you live in the desert, you make your own "snow" day fun! I wish I had photos to show you the devastation I showered upon my family yesterday with just one can of this creamy goodness. However, I was too busy chasing everyone around the house and spraying them down in Reddi~wip.(only the best for my family!) By the way, Connor...nice move using your sister as a human shield...that was brilliant! All I'm sayin' is "don't mess with Mama" at Christmas because there's more Reddi-wippin' that will come your way.
In other holiday news, we went to visit Santa last week. (different Santa from last year...) Catherine was so excited to tell Santa thank you for making her last year's Christmas wish come true. (You can read about that here...) Of course, she made Santa cry again. (and Mrs. Claus...and the elves...and me...and my mom, but I digress...)
You see, last year, the prognosis for her dad's health was very, very poor. (He is diagnosed as "terminal.") The doctors really didn't expect his kidneys to hold up for more than about 6 months then. Catherine asked Santa if he could help her daddy be here for more Christmas holidays. Well, smack my reindeer and call me Mrs. Claus...it worked! Chilly is still here to celebrate another Christmas (fingers crossed...we're almost there!)
The doctors are amazed and shake their heads in disbelief every time they see him. He is in Stage 4 Renal (kidney) Failure and that compounded with his stroke damage and massive heart damage makes for very fragile health. It also decreases his life expectancy dramatically. Now with this loss of health insurance, things are looking bleak. (more on that later...)
So back to Catherine's Christmas Miracle...She thanked Santa for keeping her dad around to see another holiday season and went right to requesting Polly Pocket's Fashion Stage and Rapunzel's Tower play set. Once she and Santa finished their visit, Santa wanted clued in on the details. I shared what happened when we visited "him" last year at the other mall. He and Mrs. Claus were verklempt. They hugged me and Santa told me to not to give up on miracles. Catherine's faith in Santa and his "gift" to give her dad another Christmas helped me remember to trust in God's timing...not the doctors timing. Thank you, my sweet girl, for reminding me that faith and love are the best gifts of Christmas.
Wishing you all a very joyful Monday...