I just love Christmas. Every year I look forward to it... the decorations, the music, the movies, the food, and of course the presents. I don't mean getting, I love making and giving them. It is so fun to make stuff for people and have them enjoy it. This year I am in the thick of my usual holiday baking (even with a broken oven). This time with a mini helper... Poppy.
She is so great helping with cookies. She measures and sifts the flour, cracks the eggs, rolls the cookies in sugar. It is so much more fun to make them with her. In years past she was just too young but now she is really interested. I encourage all of you to get your kids to get in the kitchen this Holiday season. I think it gives her such satisfaction and pride to know she helped bake the cookies and then we give them as gifts to people she knows and sees them eat and enjoy. It seems as though 5 might be the perfect age to enjoy Christmas. Old enough to understand and young enough to still believe. I am dreading the time when the Santa myth has been smashed and hope it takes a long time for that to happen. (Hello Britney on Glee) So this year around here we have baby's first Christmas and Miss P's first year really knowing about it. Choosing her own gifts for people.
My Christmakkah Tree
Note please I say Christmas and not "The Holidays". That is for my Mother. Hehe. Some years ago I my hub and I sent out some lovely hand made cards in which we wrote many different greetings and salutations. One of which was "Happy Holidays". For those of you who have family in another country not the USA I advise you do not write Happy Holidays. Because even though Happy Holidays can cover many bases including New Years it is simply not the same as writing Merry Christmas which I guess is the ONLY thing appropriate to write in Australia. I was in trouble for the next 12 months. So this year I say Happy Holidays, Happy Kwanza, Happy Hannukah, Merry Christmas, Happy Solstice, and Seasons Greetings. I only hope that I didn't leave anyone out.
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