And Christmas Was

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And Christmas was the sweet breath of sleeping children, and the hush of the Eve as presents were softly placed under the tree. Christmas was the knot of excitement upon waking, the sheer bliss on their faces, the squeals, and their joy being as complete as mine. Christmas was the chopping of potatoes, the stuffing of a bird, and the Continue Reading

The Lion, The Unicorn, and Me

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I have a love/hate relationship with Christmas. Please tell me I'm not the only one? There’s definitely much love. I don’t lack in Christmas spirit – because I truly love the good stuff. But the hate part is the pressure. You know, the pressure to buy presents, to cook food, to send cards, to be somewhere. Coupled with that is the madness of Continue Reading

Festivus for the Restivus


Every Christmas Mr G threatens to launch into our own version of Festivus. It seems to follow a grumpy slump around the end of November. Or perhaps it coincides with my sudden shopping frenzy and the need to take endless Christmas photos of our children. I don't blame him for wanting to escape the madness of Christmas. In our family Christmas Continue Reading

All Was Quiet on Christmas Eve


I see a twinkle in your eye, so this shall be my Christmas star and I will travel to your heart: the manger where the real things are. And I will find a mother there who holds you gently to her breast, a father to protect your peace, and by these things you shall be blessed. And you will always be reborn and I will always see the star and make Continue Reading

The Santa Thing


We choose not to do Santa in our home. It’s not because we don’t observe Christmas, and it’s not because we don’t have Christmas spirit. At the heart of this choice is a desire to be honest to our children. Before you start writing your hate mail to me, let me state this: This is not a higher moral ground thing. This is not to imply that anyone Continue Reading