Saturday, December 26, 2009

Christmas 2009

So, maybe I'm a little Grinchy. Just a little. But it's only because I truly want my kids to know and appreciate the true meaning and spirit of Christmas. I want them to associate Christmas with the Savior's birth and doing kind things for others. I love to give them presents, believe me, but I don't want that to be important to them. I know this subject can be wildy controversial, but...we don't really do a lot with the whole "Santa" thing. They understand the basics, of course. I don't want them to be complete nerds. I answer their questions fairly, I think. ("Well, it's generally accepted that he lives at the North Pole.") They don't write to Santa to ask for presents--this year I suggested they could write letters to tell him the good things they've done this year, and they don't make lists of gifts they want. We did, however, go to visit Santa. As we were walking up, a thought suddenly occured to Girlie, "Hey! Maybe we can tell Santa what we want for Christmas?" (Girlie wanted a dog, Sammy requested a pod racer--a driveable one). It made us chuckle to think that our sweetie figured it was an original thought. After the visit, we talked about how Santa seemed so happy, and that was probably because he spends his time doing nice things for other people and doesn't that give you such a happy feeling inside?

Christmas Eve was wonderful. We had a feast of Chinese food (I surrendered a 32 year tradition of clam chowder, because Chinese just sounded better to my pregnant tummy), delivered more treats to friends, sang Christmas carols, and had our own little production of the Nativity.
Assigning parts went a little something like this:
Me: Okay, we'll have Little Buddy be the shepherd.
Girlie: I want to be Mary.
Sammy: I want to be Obi Wan Kenobi.

Little Buddy offered Baby Jesus his lamb as a gift. It really was quite tender.

Christmas morning didn't start until 7:30. I was up early. I layed there for a while, then jumped up to add a few forgotten items to the stockings and clear out some memory on my camera. I was sooooo excited when the kids started stirring. We had a fabulous time opening presents (this was the first time in our nine year marriage that I managed to surprise J with his gift, despite Sammy's subtle "Daddy, we did NOT go anywhere this morning"), and a late breakfast of Santa pancakes. (See, I'm not totally Grinchy!)

Little Buddy's favorite gift was a booster seat to welcome him to the Big Table.

We had a beautiful Christmas day, so we celebrated our sunshine with a holiday walk. Gotta soak up the vitamin D when we get the chance!

We had a fantastic dinner with our sweet friends Christian (who is like J's secret brother, their personalities are so eerily similar) and Mandy and their boys. It was full of laughing and completely amazing food.

It was a wonderfully peaceful and fun Christmas. Our first Christmas without extended family was indeed a success. I was in my favorite place to be, surrounded by my favorite people in the world. Couldn't be happier.

7 love notes:

Amy R said...

Merry Christmas, Grinch! I know how you feel. I try to reserve Christmas Eve for Jesus & Christmas morning for Santa.

Gina said...

You are the least grinchy person I know! Christmas is obviously magical at your house! The kids looked thrilled. I love the Nativity photo. You all are so adorable!

Happy Mom said...

Love the pancakes!!! Gotta make those next year!

Cory Elvidge said...

lol, too adorable! :)

hannah k. said...

okay, i wish i could leave seperate comments on each picture because some are too funny not to. I'll just try and remember what i was thinking: 1. Love josh's fancy black pea coate 2. i see meg's teeth! 3. riley looks crazy hanging off your back! 4. i love the new side bar pictures of the kids 5. you look super super cute and beautiful in that coat and your face especially looks beautiful in that outdoors picture. and lastly... i had no idea how you'd addressed the santa issue. I didn't even know it really was one until i was here and almost all the nieces and nephews at dave's house really believe in santa and i didn't know how i felt about that because one boy knew and another was really having doubts and i felt bad for them so i wondered what you do. Now i know. and i think i like it!

Devin & Anisa said...

For years my in laws have called me the Holiday Hater because I do focus more on Christ than Santa. So hold on, you're doing good things.

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