this year is the first year I’ve been excited about christmas in a very long time. so many things have changed… the past two christmas’ spent in connecticut have been a tad dreary. first off, I couldn’t wait for christmas day to open presents, so when it rolled around there weren’t any to open! (redonkulous!)… and we don’t have any family over here, so they’ve been very isolating and lonely… I’ve just chalked it up to growing up. no more fun in christmas. it’s just another day.
this year already feels different.
grayson has changed most everything about my life… so why would christmas be any different? I know he won’t remember this christmas… but I most certainly will. our first christmas as a family. he’s already brought the excitement back. not to mention, all of the presents are STILL under the tree… wrapped and waiting… best of all? sissy. that’s right, my little sister is coming for christmas this year. I’m super stoked about having her here. I’m planning on making cornish game hens, cranberry cornbread, berry cobbler… the list goes on. especially since, I’ll have the extra help to watch the kiddo.
even the music this year is not annoying. if only I could find my copy of muppets christmas… it would be complete. growing up it seems that was one of the only things that stayed the same. we ended up having two christmas’ every year. we always had our christmas with mom about a week prior. our christmas with dad was with him and his family on christmas day. one thing I seriously miss is waking up at nana and papa’s on christmas day. hearing the sliding glass door slowly creak open as granny entered. smells of berry cobbler and hot cocoa filling the room. papa walking around waking everyone up with his infamous cackeling. waiting anxiously for everyone to awaken so we could open presents… spending the day eating the most delish food on the planet and playing cards. phase 10 anyone? no christmas has been the same since. I haven’t felt that feeling… you know, that comfortable, homey, warm, happy feeling…
but it’s not about me anymore.
and that has changed things. it’s brought the excitement and wonder back… in a whole new way. I can’t wait until grayson is at the age where he understands… and I can tell him all about what christmas means to me. I can’t wait to start new traditions. us. as a family.
and I can’t help but wonder, what will he look forward to every year?