Thursday, December 10, 2015

Hands-on Christmas




Doesn’t it seem like the words, “Don’t touch!” are spoken so often during this time of year?  If you think about it, a lot of Christmas decorations are either breakable, fragile, or just carefully-placed-vignettes-that-you-don’t- want-moved-around.

We had some little grands here tonight and that phrase was repeated over and over again.
Evan is a busy thirteen month old who is quite curious, and who wants to keep up with his older siblings. 
His favorite “Don’t touch” activities were the dials on the dishwasher, the computer printer, and the tree ornaments.

We do have a Fisher-Price nativity set that is fair game for the kids.  The characters get moved around a lot (and the place of honor for the baby Jesus is often filled with a shepherd or one of the animals).  Sometimes, the whole manger is uprooted and scattered around the room, including under the edges of the furniture. 
It always gets put back together though, usually by an older, thoughtful child who understands the beauty of the birth of the most perfect person to ever live on this earth, a King born in a lowly stable, right there next to bleating sheep, donkeys, and smelly cattle, and of the importance of the weary Wise men and humble shepherds who traveled great distances to welcome their Savior.

It’s a beautiful message!

And, it is the real reason for the whole Christmas season.
That should qualify for some hands-on play time, don’t you think?
JoAnn
P.S.  He also likes to climb on tables…..Good thing he is cute!


Friday, December 4, 2015

Reflections

 

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This Christmas season is quickly approaching, and what better time to think back and reflect on some Christmas memories.

It has been the best of times…

We got married during Christmas break, while we were attending college.  It was a bit of a whirlwind affair (sorry mom).  Miraculously, things came together for a lovely event (well, thanks to a ton of work and stress by my parents).  We are looking forward to our 43rd anniversary this year!

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Our last child (Number 6) was born a few days before Christmas.  Rocking a brand new tiny baby by the twinkling lights of a Christmas tree was a poignant reminder of the birth of our Savior.  (Feeling a lot of gratitude for an  efficient hospital staff and modern conveniences, compared to the humble setting of a crowded, animal stable!)

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There are so many  happy memories of sharing the excitement of Christmas mornings with our children and families.  During the really lean years a lot of work went in to creating a “respectable” Santa delivery.  (Why do we let ourselves feel that pressure?)  Some years, finishing sewing and other projects went right down to the wire, even well into the Christmas Eve.  I think the rewards for making gifts is much more satisfying, don’t you?  (Although I’m relieved I don’t have to do all that work anymore.)

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It was the worst of times…

There are a few memories that come with a bittersweet reminder.

My sweet parents passed away just before and just after Christmas, one month apart, following their three month sudden illnesses.  They both had unrelated cancers diagnosed at the same time.  That year we put on  happy faces for our young children, but our hearts were hurting deeply.  Thoughtful family, friends, and neighbors helped so much by supplying  little treats and surprises.  We’d come home from long, depressing  days at the hospital to find goodies, meals, and surprises on our front porch.  This gave our children excitement and joy, which we didn’t have the energy to provide.

Thank you to our secret angels!

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If you would like to read a story I wrote about that Christmas you can click here

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So there you have it. 

Christmas is a wonderful time of year, despite those tough experiences we sometimes go through.

It is a time for giving and receiving love and service.

Both are equally important.

May this Christmas season find you and your loved ones enjoying the sweetness and excitement that our perfect Savior, Jesus Christ provided for us.

Merry Christmas!

JoAnn