Letters To Santa

So this is the first year my boys have written a real letter to Santa. It wasn't so much words as it was scribbles and drawlings of what they wanted but hey it still counts. If you didn't know Santa can read scribbles and he understand abstract art very well.

This is the letters all sealed up and ready to be mails. Yes Santa lives at 101 Ho Ho Ho St in the North Pole and you will not tell my Phabian any different. If this is where he says Santa lives than i give him the benefit of the doubt. Him and Santa are homies ya know!

This is the letter they received via express mail i am assuming since we just mailed the letters out yesterday and received a reply today. Yes we mailed them on a Sunday...Santa came and picked them up personally. How do i know you ask? Because Phabian said he heard him jump on the roof and then on the porch and get them. Are you questioning the wisdom of my 3 year old?

Here is what MJ's letter said:

Dear MJ, I watched you closely all year long and you have been very well behaved! While your brother is at school you have done very well at home. You are learning a lot with your Mommy and Daddy. I just love your pictures you drew! You are also very polite and behaved at home. Continue to be polite by saving thank you, please, and excuse me. Also play nice with your brother. Your Mommy, Daddy, and I like it very much when you and your brother share toys. I will be watching, so continue to behave and mind Mommy and Daddy and I will have lots of Cars for you!

Santa

This is Phabian's letter:

Dear Phabian, I have been watching you very close this year and I like what i have been seeing. You have been doing very well in school. I love the snowman ornament you made for your Christmas Tree. You keep up the good work and keep learning. You have also been doing well at home. Keep on being polite by saying please, thank you, and excuse me. Also be good to your Mommy, Daddy, and Brother because they love you very much. Keep setting a good example for your Brother. If you keep up the good work I will be bringing you lots of cool presents!

Santa

And here they are opening their letters with Daddy prepared to read them.

Is it just me or did Santa sound like a tired Mama of 2 that needs a nice relaxing day at the spa! No...Just me...oh well it was worth bring up.

So there it is my boys first letters to Santa. It was a definite experience!

Do You Believe In Magic?

I am a Christmas person. My Mom was a Christmas person and i think it is just embedded in my soul. I love everything about this holiday season (minus the shopping see Here for more details). When this time of year roles around i just get a flame that burns inside me. It makes me feel warm and i want to do things that i don't do everyday. I get on a baking high and nothing tastes better than warm cookies fresh from the oven and a cup of hot cocoa while watching some frilly Christmas movie. I love the lights that flicker and the carols i hear. I love what Christmas means! Family, fun, food, the birth of Jesus, giving, receiving, friendship!!! It is all so magical! It is a magic that only occurs once a year.


One month out of a whole year we get to feel like kids again. We get to talk about a magical old man who travels the globe in one night spreading joy and gifts to all. The story of Santa has always made me very happy. It is a story of a man who is so kind and generous that he spends all his time making and delivering gifts to those who deserve them. We all act as Santa this time of year. We give gifts to those we love and to young children who don't have a lot. One of my fondest memories of Christmas is the time my mom and i spent picking an Angel from the Angel Tree.

We always made a day of it. We would get up early and go to the local mall which is where the tree always was. We would get breakfast and then pick a name off the tree. We never shopped at the mall but we always just took some time to look around and see what they had. We would soon leave the mall and travel to somewhere for a small lunch. It usually was McDonald's because as a kid that was my favorite (Isn't it all kids favorite lol). Then we would go to Wal-Mart or somewhere of the sort. We would shop for my dad, brother, and other extended family while we were there. Then we would go to the toys and pick out a toy for the Angel we picked, then we would also go buy her some shoes and a coat. I remember these days to a tee and i could never replace those with anything.

I know now how it made my mom feel to watch us open our presents on Christmas and to know that she was helping another mother who couldn't afford to make her child smile. I know how special it is now and why it was so important to her that we pick an Angel. It is a tradition i would like to pass on to my kids. I know there is nothing more magical than the look on your child's face when they wake on Christmas morning and see the glistening wrapped boxes under the tree. The cookies missing from the plate and a half empty glass on the table gives the impression that Santa was there. The glimmer that radiates from their faces is enough to light a city all alone. For one day out of one year i feel like a kid again.

I still wake up on Christmas morning with a tingle in my tummy. I hop out of bed and run to the tree with my kids. I feel their joy as they rip off the paper and squeal with delight at the sight of a toy they had requested from Santa. I relive all my Christmases through my children and in a flash i see why my Mom loved Christmas so much. It is the only holiday that means so much. We teach our children about God and Jesus and we also allow them to believe in that Magic of Santa. For me i feel like this is it for them. When they get old enough they will know the truth about Santa and Christmas will be just another holiday that they expect a present for. Right now i want them to feel the Magic and Excitement. I want to see their fact light with happiness over a jolly old man in a bright red suit. Imagination only last so long and i don't want to stifle that to soon.