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2 Days until Christmas ~Too Delightful, Too Sweet!

Keep Christmas.

“I will honor Christmas in my heart, and try to keep it all year.” Charles Dickens

I have a whole blog category called “Keep Christmas” inspired by this very quote.  Keep: to continue, maintain, look after, maintain possession of.  Provide and nourish it.  Maintain, preserve and enjoy it.  And what are we keeping anyway?  The Christ Mass, the worship of Jesus Christ.  Of course I will Keep Christmas.  With all my heart!

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The PJ Party

Of all our social engagements during the festive holidays, there is none so important nor more desirous for which to be invited than the PJ Party with the Grandbebes.  The Little Prince himself called for this royal celebration this year, already having deemed it a most regal tradition.

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This year’s soiree included “Ice” skating at The Orchard where Gemma promptly fell on her “buns” and did not like skating at all after that, telling every stranger who cared to engage her, “I can’t skate anymore, I am too little,” while Averi went at it as if she were born on ice and Guini fell if anyone skated past her within a 20-foot radius, presumably the wind itself knocking the little featherweight down.  But she would laugh hilariously and get right back up and the boys?  Well they were boys!.  Then there was Taco Bell and these 5 can put away the chips and Nacho Cheese like nobody’s business. 

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Dave had the 2 little girls while I drove Gavin, Hunter and Guini home.  We decided to sing Christmas carols at the top of our lungs, in between theologiocal discussions about how God could be everywhere at once and what God looks like and how God was right there in the car blessing Hunter and holding his hand that very second.  Somewhere between “Let it Snow” and “Jingle Bells,” just after the kids had happily spotted the giant star atop the Christmas tree at the Brighton City Hall as we passed, Guini, moved by the true meaning of Christmas, led out a strong, rousing rendition of “Oh no, You never let go.”  Yes.  The Matt Redman song.  And they worshipped their little heads off.

Oh no, You never let go
Through the calm and through the storm
Oh no, You never let go
In every high and every low
Oh no, You never let go
Lord, You never let go of me

Yes, I can see a light that is coming for the heart that holds on
And there will be an end to these troubles
But until that day comes
Still I will praise You, still I will praise You



The annual Reindeer prints: footprint for the head, 2 hand prints for the antlers, the forefinger for eyes and a thumbprint for the nose.  These were created to take home for mommys and daddys – a reminder of how much they have grown since last year.  Colorful paint and water flew in every direction, but voila!  Art!

Then hot chocolate for all and we got in our jammies and pulled the couch close to the TV for watching Sprout and Elf while munching on popcorn. 


The Party lasts all night and into the morning.

At exactly 6:13 this morning, I heard the rumble of small feet tear through the house and shrieks of naughty glee and giggles pierced the sweet sleep I so longingly clung to.  Capt’n Crunch Christmas Cereal, helping Poppa wrap presents and place them under the tree and early morning screenings of the classics:  Rudolph, the Red-Nosed Reindeer, and Frosty the Snowman, our very own film festival!    They are making tents of blankets and Baby Jesus is missing.  We have sent out a search party, but Gemma announces from the top of the stairs, in that particularly little-lamb voice of hers, “I can’t find Baby Jesus, Poppa.  I don’t know where He is?…” 

Sandy-the-Dog endures being placed in swaddling clothes, but does enjoy the crumbs and treats the grandbebes leave around the house.

Hunter informs me before leaving that we did not do the PJ Party “correctly” because there were no balloons and cake.  He believes with all his heart that a PJ Party must have balloons and cake.  {you try, right?}

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“Two more ‘sleeps’ until Christmas,”  the measurement Gavin and Hunter give to any upcoming event for which they can hardly wait.

Christmas is, after all,  coming.  In only 2 more sleeps!

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Will Baby Jesus be found in time for Christmas?!?