Santa has come and gone

The kids don't know it yet, but Santa has come and gone as they sleep, tucked away safely upstairs! Boy, was he generous! They are going to flip their little lids and jump for joy when they come down the stairs tomorrow morning. This year has been extremely special, as I finally have two children who understand the notion of Santa enough to truly anticipate his arrival and contemplate which bright star in the sky might just be Rudolph's nose leading the sleigh tonight. I couldn't imagine my precious angels missing out on something that was so special to me as a child! We've sang and we've danced to Christmas music for a couple of weeks now, but seeing them finally get to tear into those gifts that have taunted them for a month now from beneath the tree will be wonderful. We also spent Christmas Eve with my parents, MawMaw and PopPop, having dinner and cutting up. Tomorrow, we will see them again AND we'll see their other grandparents, MeMaw and PaPaw.

More importantly, Miles can't stop telling people how Christmas is the celebration that began with the birth of Jesus, and how Jesus died on the cross to "give us the whole world" and because "he loves us bery much". Look at that! We have managed to bring our children the excitement of Santa and the joy of Jesus Christ at the same time!