It's funny how I feel like we've been so busy lately, and yet I have nothing new to report. LOL Thanksgiving came and went in a blur...and one blink later, the holidays are here. Just two weeks ago I felt like we were jumping the gun with the decorating, and today I feel I'm already behind.
We've got more lights to string, more decorations to pull out the attic, gifts to purchase, pictures to take, outfits to pick out, and Christmas cards to send. It can get overwhelming, and sometimes I feel like I get so caught up in the motions of the holidays, that I forget what they are really about. I don't want my kids to forget what it's really about. I want their memories to be happy, warm memories of friends and family...Not noisy shopping centers, and lines. I want them to see me happy, not stressed. I want them to know that Christmas is about a baby in a manger, not a man in a sleigh. Sure, we love the fun stuff..the magic. Mason wrote his first letter to santa last week, and it was awesome... He thinks it's on its way to the North Pole, but I love it and I'm keeping it forever. I love the make-believe parts of Christmas just as much as anyone out there, but I defintely want my kids to know that Christmas is about so much more than that. For me, it's about baking cookies with Mason...It's about hot chocolate with Chris...It's about Maddie's face when she watches the train go around, and dances to the Christmas music. It's about so many things that I can never find in a mall, and so many memories that are truly gifts that I will treasure always. I don't want to forget that.
So when that one light throws the whole strand off, and the cat gets sick because he's been eating the tree needles again, and we are sitting through Polar Express for the 8th time this week...I will take a deep breath and remind myself how amazing this year has been, and how much we have to celebrate. I will put it all back in perspective, and enjoy every second of this Christmas season with the ones who matter most.