Well, another Christmas has passed, and it was pretty special. I always find the season to be a reflective time; and this year is no exception. I was thinking about how much it is a time for children, and how lucky we are to be surrounded by little ones who are brimming with hope, charisma, energy, vitality and LIFE!
My e, of course, was that: a tea brimming over in everything excitement...
She now knows who Santa is (though she doesn't yet understand the Christmas Eve visit, the cookies and milk, or the naughty and nice list). She just knows that there's a fat man in red named, Danta (she cannot really pronounce her s's yet - unless the word ends in s, in which case, she slurs and lisspppppppps her s's)!
What she is extremely good at this season, compared to last, is opening presents. I believe her daycare must have taught her this new talent, as she wasn't even very good at it at her first birthday or her baptism.
But she'd been practicing, that much was evident on Christmas as she professionally opened all her gifts, all her dad's gifts, and all my gifts. You see, every present under the tree is a present for Her! Didn't you know that?
And along with amusing us with her present-unwrapping expertise, e did not disappoint when it came to her present reactions. She was in awe of every gift she received. I can only hope she is always just as happy with everything she receives (or we are all as good at giving, whichever may be the true reason for her happy reactions)!
With every gift she opened, she would just stare - look at us in disbelief and then point: 'Dora! Dora!' (Since all her gifts, but a few, were all of her favourite obsession, Dora the Explorer.
She was alight from morning until night from Christmas Eve until Boxing Day night.
By that point, however, she was done. She'd been run to both grandparent's houses twice, had only been home long enough to sleep, and certainly only ate snack foods and junk for about 48 hours or so.
She was done done done.
And so were we.
We have the next week to just soak up our time with e all on our own - and give her the ever earned attention she deserves before we head back to work and to the busy, regimented lives we lead...
Until then, I hope this note finds everyone doing the same with their children: doting, hanging out, soaking up the season's sentiment.
Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!