Christmas Quips

Once again it's January and once again I haven't written about our Christmas on the blog. Yes, of course, we celebrated Christmas this year. Even though he's four years old, this was technically BBZ's fifth Christmas. It was certainly the first one where I think he really got it.  He understood that Christmas is when Baby Jesus was born and the basics of what that means to our family. He understood who Santa is and the purpose he serves. He understood buying gifts for people he loves - though he didn't seem to understand the whole "keep it a secret until they unwrap the gift" part. The music that we only hear at Christmas, dropping gifts in the Toys For Tots box, decorations all over our house and our town, even baking cookies and candy - he seemed to grasp it all. My hope had been that this would be the year, and I was elated to see him enjoy all that Christmas offers to Children. What I didn't expect is how magical Christmas would seem to me again because of my son. To be able to share the wonder and excitement with him was really touching for me. I'll be honest, getting to play Santa is so awesome. I think our excitement level may have surpassed his...especially on Christmas morning where the child slept until after 9 a.m. while we anxiously waited around for him to wake up. 


And now, he's a true lover of all things Christmas. Here we are on January 10th, and he's still bringing toys into the living room to "decorate" for Christmas. I think he's finally accepted that our tree is gone for the next 11 months, but he's not happy about it. We're working on the foreign idea that there will be no more gifts for awhile. Oh, and he's finally stopped asking to hear Jingle Bells. Thankfully.


Perhaps the best part his understanding this year came in the form of some things he said that warmed my heart and made me laugh:


Upon visiting Santa for the first time: "I asked Santa for Thor's Hammer and a Batmobile, but he didn't have any of that stuff so he gave me a Candy Cane instead."

Literal translation: "Mommy, we both have babies! You have a baby in your tummy and I have Baby Jesus in my heart...and in my tummy!"

Backseat Disc Jockey: "I want to hear the songs about Baby Jesus, not the songs about other Christmas."

Mr. Know-it-all: "Hey, you said this song wasn't about Baby Jesus, but I just heard them say Merry Christmas. Merry is Baby Jesus's mommy, so this song is TOO about Baby Jesus!"


Big heart, sweet boy. While watching Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer: "We should take Rudolph to our house. We would love him and never try to hide his nose."

More candy for him: "Me and Mommy like peppermint. Daddy doesn't. Daddy is CRAZY!"

Unprompted Sibling Love: "I asked Santa to bring Baby Sister a flower for Christmas. She'll like that."