Christmas morning I race down the stairs ahead of the kids so I can watch their faces as they come down the stairs and see what Santa has brought them. To share in their pure delight. To have flashbacks to my childhood and the excitement and pleasure that came from running down the hallway and seeing what Santa had brought me.
We always make a point in the season though to teach them that it's not about receiving as it is about giving. One year, we adopted a needy family through the post office Santa program, and delivered wrapped presents and a Christmas Dinner.
I hope your Christmas is full of surprises and wishes in "Believing" again!
XOXO
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Bless you little family!!
I miss you so much right now my heart hurts!!
XOXOXXOX
Love you all!
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