Christmas...Done

With only New Year’s left to contend with, I think I can safely mark the most frantic time of the year as finished. From Halloween until now, it’s been a season of go-go-go-go. Decorating, meals to plan and prepare, treats to concoct, presents to buy-wrap-mail, memories to make...good heavens, let me take a breath. 

Sure, there are a couple of things left to do. Like drink in a couple of days, because nothing says ‘fresh start’ like a massive headache on January 1. Actually, I plan to have those drinks to celebrate getting through another holiday season. Last will be the putting away of decorations and bringing the house back to its old comfortable, boring self. Then ... ah. 

I am tired. Celebrating takes some doing. Yes it was incredibly enjoyable, particularly Christmas this year. Making a gingerbread train with Kiddo, then minutes after its completion watching Kiddo dismantle and eat it.

 

He maketh...

 

...and he eateth.

 

Watching classic Christmas movies with the family. The movies lasted twice as long as usual, because Son of Mine likes to rewind his favorite parts and watch them over and over until he can’t giggle anymore.

 

 With cavities being filled recently, Jacob particularly enjoyed seeing someone else in Dental Hell.

 

Decorating. Jacob again took the lead, picking out our tree, picking which decorations he wanted to see on it, and piling them on the bottom half. Now if I could just figure out how to get him to hang the lights, we wouldn’t have such a ‘blue’ Christmas due to my language over half-burnt out strings.

 

 Not to mention all the knots those things tie themselves into.

And of course finding gifts under the tree and unwrapping them. Such joy over material things! But hey, you’re a kid only once...which is why Hubs and I continue to put off growing up to this day. Judge all you want; getting stuff is fun. So there were three of us counting up our loot and feeling like we won the lottery. Peace and goodwill, yeah, sure, yadda, yadda, yadda. Fire up the Xbox already. 

But seriously, under all the frantic activity there was some of the more heartfelt mushy stuff. I’ve taken two weeks off from work for Kiddo’s vacation from school just to spend this wonderful time of the year with him. I made it my priority to remind him that being a part of this family was the most important part of the season. We laughed. We hugged. We celebrated what really mattered. 

Hopefully, we can carry that into the next year and well beyond. I wish the same joy and love to you. Happy New Year, all.