For all the build up of the season, it really is hard to explain the feeling of when it is over. Our almost six year old showed signs of growing up by looking ahead and commenting how it was going to be sad when Christmas was over. Most really small kids can't see past the presents and when they are to be opened. Cam definitely savored his gifts this year and wanted them to last. It was nice to watch his focus shift. He also had a hard time thinking about having to say goodbye to our elf, Elfis. Twice on Christmas Eve, he was upset by the thought of Elfis having to return to the North Pole with Santa.
Of course Maeve didn't have the foresight to think about savoring each moment, but she showed a natural intuition to enjoy the gift of giving this year. She loved each of her presents as they were meticulously unwrapped. She also took note in what others were opening. No tears were shed when the tree was undecorated or the stockings were packed away. She simply walked around stating the obvious: "Christmas is over."
But, whether those two realize it or not, Christmas is always in our hearts. That has been evident by Maeve's mixed-up Christmas carols. Just today she was marching around the house singing, "Glory to the manger" to the tune of "O come let us adore Him" and "Two golden rings" instead of five! Her record gets stuck on repeat to her favorite "Go tell it on the mountain. Over the hills and everyway-er." The calendar says Christmas is over, but you my dears, have found the joy of Christmas and that never leaves us if we take the time to feel it.
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