My kids comment that they wish it came "six or seven times during the year instead of just once." I know what they mean: the traditions and gifts and sparkle of Christmas are so fun and so special that it would be more fun to have it more often.
Except that it actually wouldn't be.
If something is special, it's because it's rare and it's anticipated. Traditions aren't really traditions if they become part of the routine and norm. And gifts aren't held with delight and thankfulness when they are frequent.
The most wonderful time of year!
Once again our family opted to stay home rather than travel north to visit with extended family. As hard as it is to be away from grandparents and cousins on special holidays, there is something really wonderful about establishing our own traditions and claiming the day for our family to enjoy in our home.
Christmas 2014 Scavenger Hunt here. (You're welcome... maybe.)
That evening as I tucked four heads into beds and enjoyed quiet time with my husband, my heart was full. I have so much, in every sense. "Thanks be to God for his indescribable gift!" 2 Corinthians 9:15
And reflecting on God's great gift of Jesus, Emmanuel.