Dear Kaylee and Colton:
It’s almost Christmas day!
I know you can’t wait to wake up, run downstairs, and see what surprises are in store for you. I’ve been watching you eyeball the gifts that are already under the tree!
Your excitement is seemingly growing with each passing minute.
Who can blame you? It is a great day!
But my favorite part of Christmas with you isn’t the day itself…it’s the weeks leading up to it.
I love all of the activities we do together in preparation.
I love driving around looking at Christmas lights with you and watching your eyes nearly pop out of your head in amazement. I love hearing “Daddy, I’m cold” because it means you want to snuggle.
I love how your mom always makes us decorate sugar cookies and gingerbread houses. And, though I usually begin the task reluctantly, by the end I wonder why we hadn’t done it sooner. Despite the royal mess that includes 8 million sprinkles on the floor, it’s a blast for me to watch you have so much fun.
I completely adore all of the crafts you bring home from school. Who knew a few popsicle sticks, a toilet paper roll, and some glue could bring so much Christmas cheer?
Kaylee, I’m so proud of the Christmas story you wrote this year and how you confidently share it. I wish I had your confidence with my writing! I love how you set up a writing station and kindly requested that I post it on my blog. So here it is, sweetheart! -> Santa’s Missing Stuff by Kaylee Jones
Colton, I love your enthusiasm for everything Christmas. Whatever you do, you’re all in! The passion you have for every word in every song is infectious! “Rudolph, would you like to guide my sleigh tonight!?!”
Oh, and I love how you say Mary and Jofus.
But most of all, I love how much you both enjoy hearing the Christmas story. No matter how hectic things are, you pause and listen intently as we read each day’s verse from our Advent calendar. I love how you both insist on taking over when we get to your favorite verse.
“Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good will toward men.”
Never lose that childlike awe of the Christmas story. Allow yourselves to be filled with anticipation. “Treasure up all these things” in your heart! Rejoice! And, always try to give more then you get.
And, down the road if you find yourselves talking to each other about Christmas…wondering what to get Mom and Dad because we’re “so hard to shop for,” just remember that all we want is time.
You see, I’ll never have enough time with you. I’ll always want five more minutes…one more chance to make a two-story gingerbread house or read the Christmas story with you…one more chance to make a memory. I promise I’ll try not to take it for granted.
P.S. Can you please smile and look at the camera when your mom is taking pictures? Oh, and brush your teeth.