It's October. And I am listening to Christmas music, sipping warm apple cider and have my Christmas cards ordered. Alot of people would call me crazy-and that's okay, but I love everything about Christmas. Growing up, the adults in my family tried to make every Christmas special and meaningful. From Grandma reading the Christmas story, to the wonderful aroma of the feast we were to have, to the gifts we gave, and received. Mind you, we didn't have money by any means, but this was when we tried to go all out. It was just special. And that's what I want to show my kids. The wonder of the first snow, the beauty of all the lights strung about, the sweet smell of apple pie-and the fact that Kyle and I will love them enough to explain that Christmas is about Jesus. As laughable as it might sound, Christmas makes me happy. Makes me feel like a kid again, and I relish in that. From getting my hands sticky from cinnamon roll dough, to getting ecstatic about playing in the snow. I can't wait to share that with my kids. And despite how my family is now, I still have a huge love for family, and I want my children to experience that as well. I can't wait to one day dote on my children.
And since it's October, you can already probably tell from my Fall 2010 album on Facebook, that I LOVE fall!
