There is no sweeter sound than the sound of one’s child and husband singing “Jingle Bells” together. I keep on thinking we should cancel the whole Christmas season, what with all the extra work it creates, but I don’t really mean it. Christmas has not been this magical for me since the horror of finding out about Santa.
That is a lie. There was no one moment when the Santa jig was up – it was more insidious, a creeping doubt that became stronger and stronger, until i just didn’t believe anymore.
But now I remember how vivid everything was, how fascinating each decoration and ornament. Everything about December as a child was a winter wonderland. Mom and Dad, thanks for making me believe in magic. I hope i am working the same magic for Tiller and Rollie. I know they are giving me back a little Christmas spirit, and a whole hunk’o joy.