There is a nostalgic joy in celebrating Christmas with grandkids. It was certainly the one time of the year that Jimmy and I got totally into the spirit the season with our four kids.
It was breakfast with Santa, tours to enjoy the Christmas lights, decorating, and baking. It was neighborhood yard decor and a street full of Christmas competition for the brightest house. It was family fun. And there was always that trip home from church on Christmas Eve where we looked for the red Rudolph light in the sky (really the flashing lights on the front of a passenger plane) that would confirm that we better hurry home and head to bed.....Santa was in the area!
Jimmy and I loved it...but so did the grandparents. There was a special night each season when they would take the kids...(all four of them) to see Scrooge at Northpark Mall and allow me time to wrap up my shopping! A win/win for the family.
It was breakfast with Santa, tours to enjoy the Christmas lights, decorating, and baking. It was neighborhood yard decor and a street full of Christmas competition for the brightest house. It was family fun. And there was always that trip home from church on Christmas Eve where we looked for the red Rudolph light in the sky (really the flashing lights on the front of a passenger plane) that would confirm that we better hurry home and head to bed.....Santa was in the area!
Jimmy and I loved it...but so did the grandparents. There was a special night each season when they would take the kids...(all four of them) to see Scrooge at Northpark Mall and allow me time to wrap up my shopping! A win/win for the family.
Now it is our turn and I know now that grandparents get more out of that "special night" than the kids do. It is a reminder of the wonder we saw in our own children's eyes when they witnessed the sights and sounds of the holiday. An evening at the Gaylord was our version of Brooklynn's night out with the grandparents.
Joy and memories to last us until this time next year!
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