Until this year, that is. It is still early November and I have already broken all of my rules. There is a Christmas CD in my car, and I have stopped to admire the decorated trees at the mall. My pantry is stocked with red and green candies for holiday baking, and I have already checked off a couple of items on my gift shopping list.
What has caused my insanity? I can put the blame entirely on the wonderful little person currently living under my roof.
Technically it is not his first Christmas. Last year we dressed up our little 8-month old in festive pajamas and drove around so he could see the lighted homes in our neighborhood. He learned how to unwrap gifts, and ate his first bite of honey-glazed ham. Somehow though, it is very different this year. And I can hardly wait for it all!
I cannot wait to teach him the words to the french carols I grew up with, and to sing happy birthday to Jesus. I cannot wait to see him play with our nativity set and let him decorate some sugar cookies. This year I can teach him about the individual decorations on our family's tree. We can wish others a Merry Christmas together, and snuggle in our jammies by the fireplace. I can wake him up on Christmas morning, give him a goody-filled stocking and share in his excitement-- the excitement I remember feeling as a child. This year, I can experience Christmas through his eyes as he soaks in the love and joy that envelops the world during this season. This year, the family traditions REALLY begin-- traditions that will hopefully continue for many more years.
So perhaps I am a little more anxious to get to December 25th than usual... But with advent only 2 weeks away, can you honestly blame me?
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Was this really only last year? There are 3 more children to add to this photo now! Crazy!
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