It first began to feel like Christmas for me on December 12th. Nathan woke up that morning and toddled through to find the strangest of things. At first he seemed frightened, but as he slowly approached, I saw it was not fear, but awe, that I could see in his face. He stood in front of the tree for a good few minutes, looking the lights and baubles with a look of pure wonder and pointing and babbling so as to share his discovery with Mummy and Daddy.
Many of those that I know will be experiencing their first Christmas with their children this year, a special day for each new parent. The babies of course have no idea what is going on, it's only as the years pass that children can appreciate what is happening. With each passing year they themselves experience the magic of Christmas a little more, unaware that they are the source of that magic. That their excitement is the fuel for the mirth of their parents.
Nathan is still too young to fully appreciate what is going on, but he is enjoying the tree, the lights, the singing, and the shiny parcels very much. He even seems to to be quite taken with Santa Claus ("Santa! Oh oh oh!)" without really knowing the significance of the character. His smile and the way he bites his bottom lip with his top lip (just like his daddy) with shy excitement tells me that, though he may not know what is coming, he knows something is coming, and that he can't wait until it gets here.
I hope you each have a great Christmas. I hope that you are spoiled, that you eat too much and that you drink and be merry. But mostly I wish that each and every child has a wonderful Christmas, and that in experiencing that wonder they fill our hearts with joy for one perfect day.
Merry Christmas everyone, have a wonderful time.
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