Temple Square visit in early December
Geo reading or traditional Christmas story to the boys
#4 as Joseph
Our flamingo at the nativity
Making room for the grandkids and the great grandkids in the nativity
Braided bread I make for neighbors
A field trip to the mall for a Christmas scavenger hunt with the special kiddos, a class program where a few of us cried a little, family get togethers, a nativity scene that involved a flamingo and a unicorn, surprising our two teens with a big plasma TV for the family room, and a phone call to Monterrey, Mexico to talk with our son who reeeeally struggled with his English, I might add).
I understand the concern about forgetting the meaning of Christmas. Keep it simple, we hear all season. Remember the reason.
I get that.
But I love the hubbub. I love finding that last cool thing to buy. I love the full calendar and the visiting and the parties. I love all of the things that make these few weeks really stand out from the rest of the year. I can stick it out, even though I may crash in January. What else is January for, except recovering from December?