My Christmas

December 26, 2008

This year from my family (meaning Husband) I demanded unadulterated Christmas cheer. I like Christmas, I like taking time to celebrate Jesus’ birth, I like carols, I like spending time with family and I like presents, both giving and receiving. Sometimes Husband gets all cynical and carries on about our consumerist society and the hypocrisy we see everywhere, particularly at Christmas time, but this year I gave him strict instructions on the cheer he had to exhibit. My warning must have worked because without prompting he put on a carols CD and even sang along a little.

Now I have been enjoying Christmas for a good many years now but nothing can beat Christmas with a very excited two year old. Wrigglebot got present after present and each time it was met with exclamations of joy. It didn’t matter whether it was worth two dollars or fifty each present was a unique treasure to him. The only thing that definitely didn’t impress were the clothes but you can understand that, they don’t have wheels. The food was also a highlight for him. He had never had soft drink before and he got some punch at lunch, he was blown away.

There is something about having kids around at Christmas, they don’t have any of the stress of cooking or buying presents. They don’t worry about what arguments might arise, they don’t think about the mess or where all the presents are going to go. They just enjoy the day and I like seeing that.  I like being reminded of how simple life can be if you’re two.

One Response to “My Christmas”

  1. I have some very fond memories of Christmas as a child – waking up at the farm before the rooster had even done his thing, seeing and smelling the fresh tree that Santa had covered with balloons, going to church with my granny. Christmas as an adult is a whole different ball game.
    You’re right, the simplicity of life as a child is just magical. Maybe it’s our responsibilty as a parent to ensure this can carry on for as long as possible…and maybe our children are giving us a wake up call – to not be so materialistic and to really appreciate the simple things :)

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