This year, we began the pajama tradition. To say that they squealed with delight would be an understatement. They kept hugging us and thanking us. Awesome.
I want to make Christmas wonderful for them. I want them to be generous with others, to think of others at Christmas, but I also want their Christmas to be wonderful in a childlike way. It should be. We are celebrating THE most important birthday in History.
I remember the excitement the night before. I could hardly fathom how large Santa must be. The mystery was oh so mysterious. I remember thinking about him in our home. I remember looking back at the Christmas tree and thinking when I wake up it will be different. I remember seeing the tree first thing in the morning with thousands of presents scattered everywhere. My mother was also so good at "stocking filling." I remember seeing them bulging with goodness. All the world was so right on Christmas day.
Dear Santa, I left you cookies and "Rienndeer" carrots. I love lego's and Star Wars so much. Thank you and God Bless You. Love Dominic and the girls.
Zellie hugging John after the opening her pajamas.