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It's the Most Wonderful Time of the Year!!!

Deck the halls with boughs of holly,
FA la la la la, la la la la seems to be the chosen  Christmas song of  my sassy five year old.  Over and over...from the moment her tiny feet hit the floor in the morning... until she is snug in her bed...I love to hear her sweet voice sing with joy!  And I must admit, her passion for Christmas does come from me.  LOVE.  LOVE.  LOVE this time of year!  Autumn is my favorite season, but Christmas is most definitely my favorite holiday.  I drive my family to the brink of insanity!  In fact, I have been banned from playing Christmas music until Fall has officially arrived.  I have been known to commence holiday cheer in mid June.  My husband and children were less than enthusiastic about my gleeful spirit.  But I can't imagine why?   Christmas is the best!  

Anyway, I thought I would share a few things I enjoy this time of year.

A few of my favorite things

  • Decorating the tree with special ornaments that we have collected through the years
  • Christmas movies
  • Gingersnaps
  • Being mesmerized by a raging fire
  • White chocolate peppermint mochas
  • Mulled cider candles
  • Sleigh rides
  • Gazing into the twinkling lights of the Christmas tree
  • Playing board games with my children until wee hours in the morning
  • Flannel (sheets, pillows, shirts, pj's... I don't care.... just give me flannel)
  • Christmas Carols
  • Ice skating
  • Baking yummy treats
  • Sitting on the porch swing watching the snow fall
  • Listening to the Tick Tock of the clock as I'm snuggled up reading a good book
  • Spending quality time with my family/friends
  • Dancing with my handsome husband
  • Family Traditions
  • Christmas plays
  • Conversations with God on the roof (Yes, I sometimes pray on my roof even in the snow)
  • Snow ball fights (especially with my husband)
  • Making beautiful snow angels with my little girl
  • Remembering loved ones who have passed
  •  Writing in my journal of all I have to be grateful for
  • Audrey all bundled up with her cherry nose peeking out from atop her scarf
  • The echoing laughter of my children

  • Gifts from the heart -when my youngest son Aaron (he is the handsome gentelman in the picture above) was two, he told his daddy he wanted to buy me a Christmas gift.  Explaining that he had given it much thought and knew exactly what he wanted to buy.  Adamant about his quest...off to the store they went.  He only had one dollar (that he had received in a birthday card).  After much deliberation my son finally chose the raspberry chocolate coffee sample from Safeway.  My husband said it was the cutest thing watching him pace back and forth trying to decide what coffee I would like best.  He and I shared a few cups together.  It was the best coffee EVER!  The monetary value was ninety-nine cents, but it was one of the MOST priceless gifts I've ever received.  He gave everything he had to show his love for me!  
Remember to relish the simple everyday moments...hold tight those you love...and make precious memories.  Don't get caught up in the commercialism.  It won't be the perfect holiday dinner, designer decorations, or expensive gifts that will create treasured memories rather our time, love, and sacrifice.

I would LOVE to hear what makes this time of year precious and magical for you. So, please drop me a comment they are always an encouragement to my heart. 

I hope and pray that God will richly bless each of you this Christmas season!  Some of you reading may not have family, and this may not be a joyous time...My heart aches for you but I am praying that God will hold you especially tight and surround you with others that extend their love.


Until next time... keep safe and warm
Jessie   

Comments

  1. Dad,said not to get on the roof when it's snowing!!!!! You can fall!!!!!!!!

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  2. Haha! I won't tell him if you won't! =)

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  3. It might be funny to watch you fall off the roof into a snowbank...at least at first.

    I Love You.
    Todd

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