Christmas blessing

Christmas morning my husband dragged himself out of bed a little too early considering we’d been up the night before to start breakfast in the tradition of my grandfather- scrambled eggs, sausage and bacon.

The whole house warmed up with the smells of fat frying while I got myself ready and set up the extra tables.


Presents swarmed the tree and overflowed to the couch nearby- the white couches, snowflakes and sense of anticipation making a winter wonderland of my living room.

Wonder Boy had fallen right to sleep after being reminded that Santa could not come if he was awake, dreams of his green monster truck with a (remote) control still dncing in his sugar-laden head.

When I finally ran up the stairs to wake him, he excitedly looked at me and asked, “Is there snow?”

I don’t know where he figured out that it would autimatically snow on Christmas, but we had already talked about the fact it was too warm to snow, and we would go visit the snow when it got close enough.

So, instead of an excited little 3-year-old rushing to see what Santa left under the tree, he laid back down, disappointed, tears filling his eyes since there was no snow.

I had to remind him about Santa leaving him a present, and the fact my brother and his fiancee were already downstairs for him to get out of bed and swoop down the stairs.

Everything was done as relatives arrived, as Wonder Boy played with his green monster truck with a remote control, still clad in striped Christmas jammies.

Most of the morning is a blur of busy- hosting Christmas for 14 is busy work- but it in all of the running around I noticed something else too.

Beauty and peace, hard to imagine being present in flying wrapping paper but filling the air like the scent of a pine tree the entire time we celebrated Christmas.

Every dinner, every hug, every time my son ran smiling to hug another family member.

The brother and future sister-in-law doing in to help put breakfast dishes away and cleaning up after everyone, leaving me a moment to rest and Mr. Wonder a chance to nap on the floor surrounded by Christmas toys and pieces of glittering paper.

I am blessed with wonderful family that comes together in such a beautiful way.
I am blessed for a son who is so loved and so happy and giving.

I am so blessed to have so much love.

4 comments for “Christmas blessing

  1. December 27, 2012 at 9:48 am

    awww this is so beautiful. Although it’s amazing how your son connected snow with Christmas. Especially since we don’t get snow out here, but he wouldn’t really be aware of that yet. A party of 14 must have been hard, but it sounds like you had a great holiday!

  2. December 27, 2012 at 10:30 am

    That picture of your living room is quite beautiful. Next year you and the kids should make some paper snowflake banners to hang too.

  3. December 28, 2012 at 2:09 am

    Beautiful! Merry Christmas and Happy New Year! Most of my day is also a blur hosting 18 ppl, but worth every minute of it.

  4. December 28, 2012 at 4:58 pm

    Ahhh yes, I host the chaotic, yet beautiful festivities of Christmas morning at my house as well. This is a great post to remind us just how special those mornings are! Merry Christmas to you and yours and blessings for a remarkable New Year!

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