She walks around singing Jingle Bells.  She sings Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer in her play area.  We hear her repeating the lyrics to Frosty the Snowman over the monitor.  She hums Christmas carols, she wears a red Santa Claus hat and makes a sleigh out of a basket.  Her stuffed deer, reindeer and other assorted animals “pull” her sleigh.

Our little girl eats, breathes and sleeps Christmas.  She doesn’t know when it is and she doesn’t truly know what it means but in my opinion, that’s the best part about it.  To her, Christmas is magical.  It’s decorations and singing and watching Rudolph and Frosty on t.v.  It’s looking outside and swearing that she sees Santa flying by, only to discover that it’s generally a formation of geese in the sky.

THIS is what I have been waiting for.  THIS is what Christmas is all about to me.  Just seeing the excitement on her face when “Frosty” comes to life or when Rudolph’s nose lights up.  For me, Christmas is all about how special I can make it for HER.  I love indulging in the, “Santa’s watching, you’d better be good” or the “Let’s figure out what kind of cookies we should leave out for Santa”.  You can just see the wheels spinning in that pretty little head of hers.  The wonderment of a child is what this season is all about.

She’s making Christmas fun for me again.