A New Kind Of Christmas

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Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house, Mom and Dad were stirring about like chickens with their heads cut off.

That was how most of my Christmas Eve past have been.  We’ve never put any presents under the tree until Christmas Eve after the kids went to sleep, when Santa came and usually it’s a late night trying to get them all wrapped, because wrapping gifts is one of my least favorite things to do in the world.  It’s a job usually reserved for my husband, who dolls each one of them up perfectly.  He’s good at it and I think enjoys it, which is fine by me, because I’m perfectly happy writing names on gift tags.

Things changed this year.   The Santa secret is out, so there won’t be any need to stay up late to slide gifts under the tree when no one is watching.  I’m sort of on the fence about how I feel about that, too.  I miss the magic of it all.  Tracking Santa on Christmas Eve to know where he’s at.  Baking cookies.  The boys excitement when they see the tree for the first time and the happiness when they received a gift they really wanted.  I know some of that will still happen.  But there’s an essence missing when they no longer believe.   However, not having to keep all things hidden and secretive has it’s advantages.  We’ve begun making new traditions.  One’s that will probably carry on until heaven forbid should I say grandchildren come around …  I wrapped gifts as they came in.  Yes, I wrapped them.  Most of them anyway.  They aren’t all pretty and neat like my husband would have them, but does that really matter?   Most are also already under the tree.  Since the boys have gone through them and tried to guess what each were (they’re pretty darn good at it, too) I’ve saved a few back that I’ll slip in later tonight.  Tonight we’ll still bake cookies, but instead of trying to usher them off to bed, we’ll stay up playing games.  We have a rematch of Clue planned and I’m determined to win this time. Even tomorrows breakfast will be different.  Instead of tossing some cinnamon rolls in the oven because it’s simple and quick, I’ve planned a crockpot breakfast casserole that will cook all night.  I think the guys will appreciate it much more since they are hearty breakfast food eaters.

Things are changing and that’s okay.  It’s how life works.  The kids get older and they no longer enjoy doing the things they did before, but that doesn’t mean the beauty of it all has to disappear.  We’ll create new traditions.  And I’m sure as the years pass, we’ll add to them, figuring out what we like and what we don’t.  But in the end, the only thing that really matters, is that we are all together.

I hope whatever you celebrate this Holiday season, you celebrate it with the one’s you love.   Merry Christmas from my family to yours!

Comments ( 4 )

  1. ReplyAnnette Rochelle Aben

    Merry Christmas to you and all those who mean the most to you!

    • Replydenarogers

      Thank you, Annette, I'm late, but I hope you had a wonderful Christmas! Best wishes for the New year!

  2. ReplyHelen Pollard

    Wishing you a merry Christmas, Dena, with your newer traditions and hopefully still some old ones . . . and all the very best for 2016!

    • Replydenarogers

      Thank you, Helen. I hope you and your family had a wonderful Christmas. We had a great time and yes, we kept some of the older traditions in place. Some things will never change, however, my crockpot breakfast unfortunately will. It definitely wasn't a favorite, so maybe I'll go back to the cinnamon rolls :) Best to you for the New Year!

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