Santa and Sanitizer

It’s that time of year again! I’ll be honest the day after Halloween I’m like, break out the tree! Now before you get all judgy, I haven’t put out all my Christmas stuff.  My home is a beautiful mix of creepy elves, pumpkins, fall leaves and Christmas trees.  It’s kinda like, pick a holiday already, but we love it.  And I’m just going to say that I counted about 5 houses on our block that already have Christmas lights on at night.. (clears throat and gazes at husband longingly).  I’m excited that I have 5 new neighbor friends.  They don’t know it, but we are totally friends now. 

My kids are delightfully confused about what’s happening here as well.  We are still picking through the Halloween candy and talking about Thanksgiving food and making Christmas wish lists. Best. Time. Of. Year. Even though this year has been a total nightmare, I’ve decided that we are going to end it on an awesome note.  Just praying that it doesn’t turn into a Griswold Family Christmas.  Even though that would hilarious and extremely fitting for 2020.

With the bizarre circumstances of this year, we’ve had to adopt to a new way of life and thinking.  Hence this awesome bedtime discussion with my daughter. 

“Mom… I’ve been praying a lot for someone special.”, said O (my 6 year old). 

 Honestly I couldn’t be more excited.  The thought of my baby actually praying on her own and thinking of doing that in the first place made my heart soar! 

“Oh yeah?”, I said.  “I’m so glad, there are a lot of people needing prayer right now.  Whom did you pray for?”

Her eyes grew as wide as that adorable smile on her face.  You could feel the excitement radiating off her.  Kinda like when I enter the Coach Outlet store, with the goal of just smelling and touching all the purses I can’t afford.  

“I’m praying for Santa!”, she exclaimed.  

“Santa? Well that’s nice is supposed. Praying about anything in particular?”, I asked.

“Well, if you think about it, he like goes into everyone’s houses all over the world.  Like EVERYONES….  That’s just really gross mom.”, she stated matter of factly.

 I have to admit that is really gross if you think about it.  Even if we weren’t in the midst of a global pandemic.  

“Yeah I guess that is true, but I’m sure he’ll wear a mask and he already wears gloves so that’s a plus.” I said.  

She sat for a moment and considered what I had said.  

“Mom, what if we left out a bottle of hand sanitizer by the fireplace instead? And maybe a note that says Please wash your hands before touching anything! You can even use our sink!”, she demanded. Suppressing back a giggle, I agreed with her. “Or what if we just ask him to please leave the presents on the back porch? … But what if there is a storm…. I don’t know.”  she laid down, wheels turning in her head. 

“I think whatever he does, it will be safe love. Don’t worry about it.” I reassured her.  

We finished prayers and she got all tucked in with all 33 of her favorite stuffed animals.  After I shut the door I had to laugh, that was pretty funny.  However, at the same time made my heart a little sad she even has to think like that. But I have to admit I’m super excited about the Christmas season approaching!  We may have even put our Christmas tree already. My kids may have already been decorating it with all their stuffed animals. My husband and I may have already said about 241 times, to stop climbing in the damn tree. But it’s all good.  Goodnight everyone! 

That Was a Close One

Christmas is over and it’s a start to the new year. This past weekend was beautiful and we took down the last of our outside Christmas decorations. I mean it’s 353 days until Christmas people. Talk about putting your stuff out early! My husband and I really get into decorating. By our front door we have a 3 foot Santa and Nutcracker. My kids love them. Probably because they are about the same height. My two year old usually greets them with a hug and kiss. My four year old on the other hand was a little bit more skeptical about them. I may have told her that the elf on the shelf needed some back up to keep an eye on things. Don’t even get me started on the elf on the shelf bit. First off she wasn’t buying it and second my husband and I were the worst at remembering to move the damn thing. As I was packing things up in the kitchen I see O (the 4-year-old) loitering in the hallway next to the giant Santa. Me: “O, Whatcha doin? Need anything?” O: “Nope I’m good mama.” I walk away pretending I’m not paying attention One of my mommy super powers and defense mechanisms. Out of the corner of my eye I see her get real close to Santa’s face. O: “Hey, can you still hear me? Listen, I know you’ve been watching me and I know I haven’t been that good so I wanted to say thank you for telling him I was!” She then wraps her arms around him and gives him a quick hug and bolts off. Insert face palm. Well at least she believed that we have more spies around the house. I love making the holidays special for my children. Especially the part where i basically tell them inanimate objects are possessed and watching their every move reporting their behavior back to another mythical being. These are the traditions that bring us close together.