Thursday, December 9, 2010

'Twas the Write Before Christmas: Day Four


Day Four Prompt:

“It came without ribbons! It came without tags! It came without packages, boxes, or bags!’ And he puzzled three hours ’til his puzzler was sore. THEN the Grinch thought of something he hadn’t before! ‘Maybe Christmas,’ he thought, ’doesn’t come from a store. Maybe Christmas … perhaps … means a little bit more!”

– How the Grinch Stole Christmas

He wanted nothing more than to pluck the shiny red fire truck from its small box and zoom it around the floor, making wailing noises, homemade sirens escaping from his mouth.

But he settled for hanging it on the tree and just gazing at it wistfully, imagining all of the ways it could cut corners, racing to a fire.

I remember traces of a burning imagination when it came to the ornaments that adorned the Christmas tree of my childhood.

My grandmother had this one tiny Christmas story book ornament with real, fine pages and real, fine print and pictures.

I'd sit for long stretches in the glow of her tree flipping through the pages.

As I watched G. play with the decorations on our tree, my heart began to let go of the expectations I have for his little heart to get, to really get Christmas the way I get it.

Instead I let myself revel in the wonder, the merriment of Christmas through little eyes.

At three years old, this is G's first Christmas season where it's all clicking -- and it's all very dizzying, intoxicating and exciting.

Of course, we'll still talk about gifts {he desperately wants a drum set; he wants to give Grandma Puppy a tractor}.

And we'll continue to talk about baby Jesus being the best gift of all.

But right now -- at three -- he's totally immersed in the magic of the season -- the shimmering, glowing lights, the promise of goodwill through giving gifts, the intrigue of St. Nick, the Angel who came to Mary, the glittery garland wrapped 'round the staircase.

And that's good. We need the magic and wonder of Christmas in our childhood memories to inspire, grow deeper appreciation for the real gift we have in Jesus' birth.

While my heart knows Christmas at a deeper, soul level {and I know his, one day, will, too}, I'm deciding simply to allow myself to bask in the excitement he exudes over Christmas tree decorations, opening the Advent calendar, meeting St. Nick, reading our Advent book daily and decorating Christmas ornaments.

And I'm deciding to simply enjoy this beautiful gift of seeing Christmas through my 3-year-old's eyes while I enjoy the gift of a Savior.

{This post was inspired, also, by Rose and Lenae, in addition to Dr. Seuss. Thanks, friends, for helping my heart come to terms with this through your honesty.}

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  1. You are doing exactly what you need to do. There is nothing quite like a Christmas seen through the eyes of a child. I think the Grinch had it right.

  2. I LOVE ornaments that actually work or do something special, rather than just sit there like a shiny ball on a tree. A book with real pages? I'd be mesmerized!

  3. There is something special about how children are captivated by the magic of the Christmas season - it sounds as though G is experincing all the magic that he can. And I trust that as he grows older, he will come to see the beauty in the true meaning of this wonderful season.

  4. To see things through childrens eyes is so refreshing sometimes! Though the "thrill" of Christmas has left me now that I'm an adult (I use to be SOO excited about the gifts and tree and decorations) and I have taken on a greater appreciation for the true meaning of's nice to remember how it was when you were a kid with no worries and a big imagination!

  5. The magic of Christmas is very evident in a child's eyes and excitement. It's so nurturing to all of our spirits to become childlike at this time of wonder and joy.

  6. This is wonderful! It is so magical to watch through a child's eyes.

    My youngest, two years old, sat close to the Christmas tree, mesmerized. I couldn't tell what she was doing, but as I drew closer, I could see her blowing small puffs of air at the tree. It took me a minute to realize she thought she was blinking the tree lights with her breaths.

    Thanks for sharing your story. And thank you also, for such kind words for me yesterday. I really appreciate them.


  7. Mm, I love this (do I say that about every post of yours? If I have, know that I mean it!) I really feel like it brought around more fully what I was trying to get at in my response to the prompt... that magic, that wonder that children exude so effortlessly! I have a hard time letting them simply be children, so worried I am about how they'll turn out as adults. You really reminded me how important it is to let them learn at their pace, marvel the way only they can, and learn from them (because they can teach us so much, can't they?!)

  8. Yes! The magic in their eyes and the wonder they see all around. That is part of the spirit of the holiday, it's flowing from them and we must feed off it so we are not consumed by all the other stuff!

  9. And as a mom, we get to relive that magic and wonder as we watch them discover all the wonderful things Christmas holds.

  10. I know what you mean. :0)

    Thank you for sharing this. You have such a beautiful mind!

  11. Doesn't Christmas just glow in their eyes? It's intoxicating! I love to just listen to Domo and Anthony talk about the season. Bean of course gets it, but Domo has a lot on his plate to digest.

    Enjoy seeing Christmas through your little ones eyes chica. It is so special!

  12. I think you hit the nail on the head with this one. I'm glad you are able to sit back and enjoy Christmas for all the beauty it has- physically and spiritually.


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