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Children make the holidays such a special time. We will start with the funny and head into the magical…
At church today…
Our fire and brimstone priest – yeah he came back – got a bit too into the dramatics of the homily.
Fr. M: Now I’m going to read 2 – 2 *shows two fingers* – stanzas from a poem.
But the best was the crazy choir singers and the lead cantor who all thought they were pretty amazing. To put it simply, people want to hear Christmas carols on Christmas, in words that they can understand – not songs that they do not know, that have nothing to do with the holiday, at octaves no real person should ever sing at.
Also at church, the little bro, ATB, sing “Joy to the World” in soprano. He’s 17, that’s not supposed to happen, but is extremely hilarious!
At K&M’s tonight for the second – read second - Christmas dinner…
K: J, if you’re going to act like that, you’re going to have to go up to you room.
J (age 7): Oh, to juvi?
K: Yeah, tofu, it’s made out of soybean curd.
P (age 11): Soybean turd? Haha!
Now walking home last night, or rather early this morning at 2 am after having babysat for two parents going to midnight mass and their three adorable children who were supposed to be sleeping upstairs…
It’s 2 am in the quiet suburb of West Hartford, in a quiet neighborhood on a quiet street. Again, 2 am. It’s raining softly and while walking back to my house, I noticed Christmas lights still lit on every single house on the street. Candles in the windows, spotlights on beautiful wreaths, lights outline the house frames, and lit up reindeer on front porches and in the snow. 2 am, and every single house with a young child had lights on in the parent’s bedroom, the basement, and in the living room. Parents standing around the trees, arranging gifts for their children. Building bikes and doll houses in the basement. And keeping an eye on the sleeping kids upstairs on the second floor.
If there was anything in this world that could convince me to have children – something that certainly does not ever need to be done – this scene in the early morning hours of December 25th would have been it.
I understand the importance of Christmas as the day of the birth of Christ; however, it is so much more than that. These parents were so excited about waking up early to place presents under the tree for their children. To see their faces in the morning would have been priceless. The holidays are not only about religion, but also about spending time with family and friends, enjoying each other’s company and showing true love.
Happy Holidays, Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukkah, and Happy Kwanzaa!