Last year, our son didn’t know what Christmas was. We don’t think he even knew what was going on. I didn’t get in the spirit, he got his presents, and it was just another day.
This year? The first thing he says when he wakes up in the morning is “Santa Clause is coming to town?”, and the last thing he wants to do before he goes to sleep is tell the Christmas tree goodnight.
When I put up the tree, and the decorations around the house complete with lit up bows and Santa village, he saw them and said “Now it’s Christmas!”
He’s been walking around singing jingle bells for a month straight, and when I played him Michael Buble’s “Santa Clause is Coming to Town”, he could hardly contain himself with dancing and singing along.
It’s amazing what can happen in a year. He’s joining us in our world as we reach into his. That is a Christmas miracle.
We had the first Christmas party of the season today at my aunts house, like we do every year, and in the past all he wanted to do was hide in one of the spare rooms away from the noise and enjoy his iPad. He wouldn’t want to look at anyone, and would cry the minute we came into the house.
This year? He couldn’t stay off of everyone’s lap! He danced to the music, he admired the Christmas tree and took all of the bows off of the presents. When gift time came around, he did get a little anxious because my family is loud – mostly women ha! But he easily calmed down and instead of seeking out another room, he came to daddy for help.
The gifts he got were perfect too – and as soon as we opened them with him, he calmed down. Puzzles, blocks, and an RC car – he got everything he loves and that put him into his comfort zone.
Instead of refusing to eat, he sat at the table and ate his sandwich. He sang and read to everyone.
It was a good day. And I am so so proud of him!
I’m so happy that this was a wonderful holiday for you. It sounds like he really enjoyed Christmas. What a joy!