Here are two of my favorite Christmas stories of my kids:
Xavier
Christmas of 2004
Our family is attending the Candlelight Memorial Service that was held at the funeral home where we had Ian's service. They have a high school girl leading the group in Silent Night. The room is very quiet as everyone is singing very solemnly. We get to the end of the verse where it says "Christ, our Saviour, is born". Xavier, who is almost 4 says (in a very "four year old" voice - a.k.a LOUDLY) "Hey, that's MY name!"
Emma
Christmas of 2010
Every year we go to see Santa at the Children's Museum. My children are convinced that he is the REAL Santa; all the others at the mall/Wal-mart/etc. are helpers. Don't ask me, it's just what they came up with. So anyway, after seeing Santa, we usually go to see the Circle of Lights downtown. And we have told the kids that Santa (from the Museum) comes downtown to turn on the lights. When you are in the crowd of thousands of people, you don't really get to "see" Santa all that well when you are there. So up until now, this logic has worked out.
Well, this year, it was WAY cold and John is very little and I just don't really want to fight the crowds (because people are RUDE when they are in a crowd. Well, they are!), so we decide to watch the festivities from home. The program is nice, I can tell it was wise not to have been downtown, and all is well. That is, until Santa gets there. He arrives in a truck this year. The cameras zoom in so the TV audience can get a good look at the Jolly Ol' Man. And Emma says, "Mom, I don't think you are right." I respond, "About what?" Emma: "I'm pretty sure that's not the guy I talked to this morning."
I just responded, "Well, Santa must have been so tired from arriving at the museum and seeing all the excited children and eating all the cookies that he must have needed a helper to turn on the lights."
Hope this logic carries us through until she looks at all the pictures of herself with Santa (all taken at the museum, 'cuz THAT'S where we go) and notices he looks a bit different every year, too. :)
