Ever since the boys were very little, I have watched the Santa Tracker on Christmas Eve. The last time I checked, Santa was in Moscow, Russia....and slowly but surely making his way to Tennessee. It was so exciting to see the boys faces when I would tell them where Santa was. When Ben was little, he would even get a phone call from Santa. Santa would always call him after we got home from church and let Ben know that he needed to get ready for bed. It worked miracles! Ben would always be safely tucked in by about 9:00 on Christmas Eve. Wyatt was a different story! Mr. I Don't Want To Miss A Thing.....probably peeked into the living room and watched us wrap presents! Oh well....they were totally different babies and totally different little boys. So, fast forward to Christmas Eve, 2008. All day long, all we have heard...from BOTH of them....." can we open one present tonight...PLEASE????" Even though Christmas looses a little bit of the mystery as your children get older.....there is always the same magic in the air.
It's just about time to get ready to head to Candlelight Service....so from my keyboard to yours......have a wonderful, magical, and very Merry Christmas. xoxox
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