Every day Rascal wakes up and asks me whether it’s Christmas today or tomorrow? Every day I tick off the number of days on our calendar until that momentous day. I remember being in elementary school and working on Christmas crafts and enjoying a candy cane for as long as it would last, all the while thinking December 25th was so long in coming, and how happy I was to write “December 10” on top of my worksheets because 10 is a double-digit, and clearly that meant that the 25th was getting closer!
Now that I’m a “grown-up” (still debatable), I’m trying to hold on to the moments as they fly by. I pause in the hallway and enjoy seeing the glitter-covered little Christmas trees that the boys and I made yesterday after school. I enjoy the St. Nicholas trees in the kids’ rooms. I enjoy the valances I made up of some beautiful napkins one of my dearest friends gave me–too beautiful to have on the table this year (nothing is safe from the Princess).
I’m enjoying my mix of Christmas music; the silly antlers on my van (Rascal shouted: “Our car’s a reindeer!”); the Nutcrackers on top of my china cabinet; trying to stash Christmas secrets in places the kids won’t look–it cracks me up every time I open Haus Meister’s sock drawer while putting the laundry away, and seeing Princess’ Christmas doll sleeping therein.
I’m enjoying mixing up delicious batches of goodies with my eager little helpers.
I’m enjoying the fact that the Catholic Church begins celebrating Christmas on December 25th and keeps on celebrating until Epiphany. More time to savor these things!
I’m enjoying the boys’ Advent sticker calendars and the constant changes occurring in our Nativity scene. Although, I do admit to being slightly worried about what will happen to the Holy Family when they arrive. For the first time I almost regret that Baby Jesus is able to be removed from the manger. I begin to think he’s safer in his hiding place (the topmost chamber of our Advent tree).
I’m really not sure which boy lined up the trio in the front. For those of you familiar with the Fontanini line of figures, yes, that is Joseph in the middle of the trio. However, I replaced him with the newer Joseph some years ago because I thought the newer Joseph looked younger. So now “Old Joseph” is patriarch of the shepherd clan seen here, which also includes the pregnant woman figure and the musician. The pile of animals in the stable corner I attribute to Dinosaur. I think all 10 sheep are there, as well as the cow. The donkey comes later, with the Holy Family.
So anyway, these are the things I’m savoring. Sometimes I want to cave in and get the tree this weekend rather than our target date of Dec. 19th, but the anticipation is also fun, or so I’m trying to explain to the children. Rascal wanted the tree before Thanksgiving. 😉
The days move too slow for the boys, but still too fast for me. So enough blogging for now, and back to the Christmas cards….