I know… in just a few months I’ll be moaning about how early the stores put up their Christmas displays this year and enduring Paul McCartney’s “Wonderful Christmastime” on muzak for the hundredth time. But right now, with temperatures nearing 100 °F and a new crisis each night on the news, Christmas is sounding pretty darned good to me.
I can almost feel the crisp winter air. Is that snow I smell on the breeze? Our baby girl will be nearing two and a half years of age this Christmas. I’m not sure how much she will understand of Christmas yet, but I’m looking forward to sharing it with her. Perhaps seeing the holidays through a child’s eyes can return just a bit of that magic and innocence to us all?