I’m ready for Christmas. It’s not even December yet, but I am ready. I have heard “Do You Hear What I Hear?” on the radio no fewer than ten times since Thanksgiving, and I am sure I will never tire of it. All of my shopping is done. The tree is up. All the ugly ornaments are hung in the back. The stockings are hung by the chimney with care. The manger scene is assembled on the mantle, complete with a hand-less angel. I am not sure where her hands disappeared to between last Christmas and today, but they are perfectly absent from the ends of her upraised arms. I also feel like I am missing a shepherd, but I wouldn’t swear to that. Perhaps I just think there should be more shepherds. I mean, there always should be more shepherds, right?
My children have completed their Christmas wish lists. Sophie’s is four pages long. Literally. And on the bulging envelope addressed to Santa, she has written, “Look for the boxes with checks. Checks mean I really, really want it.” Included among the check-marked items are an archery set and a planetarium and a horse corral. And something called “saddle up imaginations for hours of fun.” I am not entirely sure what my daughter plans on saddling, so I don’t think Santa is going to deliver on that one.
Nicholas’ Christmas list is much simpler. He simply lists every Mario video game every made. Who knew there were so many? He is nothing if not consistent.
Lucas’ list reads like a laundry list of “Gifts for the Geek in Your Life.” Santa, being a bit of a geek himself, is happy to oblige. Lucas did list an iPad on his Christmas list, as well. I informed him, in no uncertain terms, that if Santa brings him an iPad when his own momma does not have an iPad, I will hunt down that jolly elf and beat him.
The hustle and bustle of Christmas is beginning, too. This coming weekend, Ruanita and I have a much-anticipated date night on Friday (thank you, Amy and Jessy—you are our heroes). I think we’re going to go to dinner and a movie. A movie that is not made by Pixar or Disney or Dreamworks. Then Saturday, Lucas has a choir concert and Sophie and I have a date at a co-workers church to bake cookies for an office bake sale to benefit The Heifer Project. I have yet to figure out the logistics of that one. Sunday, Lucas has another choir concert—his annual holiday concert—which we will all be attending. I love seeing that kid in his red tuxedo belting out Christmas tunes.
The holidays are upon us. It’s the most wonderful time of the year, and I can not wait.
My children have completed their Christmas wish lists. Sophie’s is four pages long. Literally. And on the bulging envelope addressed to Santa, she has written, “Look for the boxes with checks. Checks mean I really, really want it.” Included among the check-marked items are an archery set and a planetarium and a horse corral. And something called “saddle up imaginations for hours of fun.” I am not entirely sure what my daughter plans on saddling, so I don’t think Santa is going to deliver on that one.
Nicholas’ Christmas list is much simpler. He simply lists every Mario video game every made. Who knew there were so many? He is nothing if not consistent.
Lucas’ list reads like a laundry list of “Gifts for the Geek in Your Life.” Santa, being a bit of a geek himself, is happy to oblige. Lucas did list an iPad on his Christmas list, as well. I informed him, in no uncertain terms, that if Santa brings him an iPad when his own momma does not have an iPad, I will hunt down that jolly elf and beat him.
The hustle and bustle of Christmas is beginning, too. This coming weekend, Ruanita and I have a much-anticipated date night on Friday (thank you, Amy and Jessy—you are our heroes). I think we’re going to go to dinner and a movie. A movie that is not made by Pixar or Disney or Dreamworks. Then Saturday, Lucas has a choir concert and Sophie and I have a date at a co-workers church to bake cookies for an office bake sale to benefit The Heifer Project. I have yet to figure out the logistics of that one. Sunday, Lucas has another choir concert—his annual holiday concert—which we will all be attending. I love seeing that kid in his red tuxedo belting out Christmas tunes.
The holidays are upon us. It’s the most wonderful time of the year, and I can not wait.
1 comments:
All sounds wonderful. I can't wait to see what Santa brings to these wonderful children. I know gift cards are on their way.
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