Christmas

This year we had Christmas dinner with my sister, brother in law, and several friends. I volunteered to make all the dessert.  I was really fun and I really do like making desserts and the ones I picked are pretty simple. The problem is a good portion of my day both Christmas Eve and Christmas Day I spent cleaning and baking.  We went to a Christmas Eve service, where I was thinking about the cinnamon rolls I had started. Our church didn't have service since it was Christmas. Anyway my point is this. I was trying so hard to get everything just right for Christmas. The only problem is I got nothing right. Because I was making so many desserts, I not only didn't do as well as I could have on them, but I didn't even get the point of Christmas right. I was so busy with everything else that the meaning of Christmas, my Savior coming to this earth as a crying, pooping, helpless baby, got lost in the shuffle. That's not right. It left me sad and wondering how to do it better next year.