Can you believe that Christmas is just under a week away? My kids are going crazy with excitement and anticipation for the special day. They keep asking us how many more days till Santa comes, over and over and over again!
I am especially excited this Christmas and for many reasons. First and foremost, Daddy gets to be home with us for two whole weeks! That means that all five of us get to spend every minute of every hour of each day for the next fourteen days, together! What a perfect time of year to get to have so much family time. I’m so happy I can barely contain myself.
In anticipation for Santa’s arrival, my girls have been on their best behaviour … or so they think. We are forever wrapping presents for each other and sometimes in secret to avoid a certain family member from seeing what their getting for Christmas. The idea of keeping secrets in our house has become a novelty with our little girls. Our tween has joined in on the fun and is amusing her sisters with Santa stories and talks about the North Pole. She truly loves being in on the secret! Who doesn’t? It’s fun.
Daddy makes sure to keep Christmas music playing throughout the house at all times. He keeps the fridge stocked with egg nog and has been making Christmas Rice Crispie Squares and other cookie treats with the girls to keep them busy. Coming from a family of baking and cooking making, he does pretty well for a Dad. Thank you Mom-in-Law for teaching him well!
I love this time of year. It not only makes me feel warm and fuzzy inside seeing all the twinkling lights and listening to the holiday music, but it also brings back memories of my childhood. Traditions are beautiful and I’m so glad we carry on the special activities we experienced from childhood by continuing with them as adults in our new families. I can remember my sisters and I getting to open one present each on Christmas Eve. We usually got new pj’s. All of us then pranced around the house decked out in our new jammies as happy as can be. I remember waking up on Christmas morning, running down the stairs and sorting our presents in stacks in the room so everyone had their own pile. I remember taking turns opening one present each so we could enjoy the element of surprise over and over again. Anything to make present opening last forever. I remember my Dad video taping the whole ordeal and commenting on each present we opened, wanting to know who gave us what and why. I remember the look on my Mom’s face when she thought she was getting nothing from Dad until the very end when we would surprise her with a tiny little box. Memories are priceless.
With only a few days left until the big day, I’m enjoying every minute of it. I will do my best to capture and provide for my girls the same excitement for Christmas I had as a child. May they grow up to feel the same about tradition as I do and hold their own special memories of family.