There was a time in my life that having a 12’ blow-up of Santa and Frosty in our front yard would have seemed unimaginable. But with four children in the household, we’re quickly learning that bringing a smile to one of our kiddos faces is more important than being embarrassed by a decoration in our yard. As Christmas approaches, the boys continue to get a little more wound up each day. We continue to talk about how the day is more about celebrating the birth of Jesus than what Santa is bringing. Sometimes I feel like we’re getting through (when Ben randomly sings Happy Birthday to Jesus or Sam sets up the nativity scene) and sometimes I know I’m not (when both children are talking to our Elf on Shelf requesting gift after gift).
Tonight the boys were especially wild in their room. Each and every time that I went in there, they were peering out the window at the blow-up of Santa and Frosty. It wasn’t until I unplugged them (and they dropped sadly to the ground) did the boys decide to go to bed themselves.
But regardless of all this exhausting insanity, this is a wonderful and exciting time of year.














