Songwriters Edward Pola and George Wyle had it right when they penned the song It’s the Most Wonderful Time of The Year back in 1963. This is my favorite time of year, without question.
This is a time of year when traditions and routines are embraced. Growing up, we always did the same thing on Christmas Eve (went to my aunt’s house and opened presents), and that tradition continues today with my parents, brother, and nephew in South Florida. Christmas Day was centered at my parent’s house, and still is. For Amber, Kaitlyn, and I, we have our own traditions that we have started. For Christmas Eve, we head to a night of fun at the Sinclairs (this will be our 5th year), and we hang out together on Christmas Day. I look forward to expanding our Christmas traditions as we grow in our community, and can’t wait to include my parents (if they are still wanting to retire here).
Each year, Kaitlyn seems to enjoy Christmas more, and this year has been no exception. She had her first visit with Santa, and presented him with an exhaustive wish list. If I have one concern heading toward Christmas Day, it is that she has her mind made up that she is getting one gift in particular, and I am nervous she will be disappointed when it is not here that morning. She has also really embraced the giving aspect of the season, insisting on making sure her teacher got a gift, and getting a gift for a classmate, and, of course, making sure to get something for the Sprague boys.
If you do not share my excitement about this time of year, I am sorry that you cannot seem to experience the joy that I do. I hope that everyone has a Merry Christmas!