Christmas Recap

We are into the first official week of January! I’m still struggling a little bit with Christmas being over. It is nice to take a step back and just focus on spending time with my family and doing whatever sounds fun. We were really intentional about what we did and I stinkin’ loved it.

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The Day After

Happy day after Christmas everybody! Over in the desert, we have a lot of rain, the highway to California is shut down because there is snow and everybody is being forced indoors. It’s a little weird. Normally, Christmas is cold but full of sun and the outdoors are begging us to come out and enjoy all the new toys. Little Man will have to learn to ride his bike another day, I suppose.

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A Christmas Poem

Merry Christmas Eve! Christmas is almost here! Are you excited? Do you have all your shopping done? Are the presents wrapped? Gah! I’m a little sad this season is almost over but I’m also excited for what’s coming next. It’s a weird feeling. Mostly, I’m excited for everybody to open their presents!

In the spirit of Christmas and to stretch out my writing muscle, I’ve decided to write a Christmas poem (also I’m extremely competitive but I’ll explain that later). Well, hubby and I wrote this together. It was really fun actually. Minus the staying up late part. (ahahah)

And now I present, for your reading pleasure, The Unnamed Christmas Poem!

Twas the night before Christmas

As all stories start.

Let’s peek on our friend,

Who is making some art.

“I’m going to stay up so I can  meet Santa.”

He says as he colors at the table with mom

Making his plans as fast as he can

He must act quick, he heard that Santa was over Guam

His biggest dream, is to meet the fat man who brings all the presents,

Who drives a sleigh and lives with elves. 

On Christmas morning, he thanks his parents

But he wants to thank Santa as well.

Tonight’s the night, he’ll  sneak downstairs

to meet the white bearded man.

The room is bright with colored lights

The tree is empty, there is still time

Across the floor he crawls staying as quiet as can be

Finding the perfect spot beneath the tree

Soon Santa will come

And leave tons presents

He closes his eyes, for just a moment. 

It’s late and he’s tired but he is determined 

He isn’t sure how much time has passed but when his eyes open next-

 It’s him! He’s here! The big man himself!

“Santa!” He yelled, his excitement growing

The man turned, smiling wide, finishing his task

“You should be in bed,” he said. His voice a whisper. 

Our friend just nodded, “I wanted to thank you.”

The man looked surprised. This was a first. 

“You’re welcome, little one.” 

Our friend gave a very quick hug and ran upstairs, his goal accomplished. 

“Goodnight.”

He was at that last step when he was struck by a thought. 

Santa- who wore a suit of red- was missing the red!

He thought for a moment, and the knowledge came rushing.

It was his daddy who he saw, not the king of the North Pole. 

Christmas Writing Prompts

In case you haven’t figured it out by now, I love the snot out of Christmas. I love the whole holiday season where it seems like the world is agreeing with the idea of slowing down and enjoying things. I love the colder weather, the bundling up to go look at lights and all the things that happen during the holiday season. It rocks my socks off and I love every single minute of it.

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Changing up Christmas

This year I already knew I wanted to change up how we did Christmas. Little Man is 4 and is really starting to understand Christmas and the whole holiday season so I wanted to start really digging into some new traditions and doing stuff as a family. 

Growing up, my family had like one tradition. We would go out to dinner on Christmas Eve, come home and open up one present that was under the tree. Then we set out cookies for Santa and went to bed. It was a very basic tradition but that is what we did. Oh! We also got a real Christmas tree every year, so we would pick that out as a family. After my parents divorce, the traditions said adios and Christmas looked different every single year. 

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