Christmas Eve 2005 is here! Ready or not!
I am ready. I've wrapped all my presents and put them under the tree. We're going to the early service this evening at church and then coming back home to get ready for Santa's visit. Santa is visiting Grandma and Grandpa's house this year because it's easier for his elves to put things out of sight of certain small children there. The good part, for me, is that I get to help Santa out with the eating of cookies and feeding the reindeer (we are leaving out carrots for Rudolph, though when I was little I used to leave our carrots for other reindeer as well figuring Rudolph, being as popular as he is, was getting more than his fair share).
Let me tell you, being Santa's elf has been quite an experience this year. Back over Thanksgiving weekend, Gracelyn went to visit Santa and told him she wanted a pink Care Bear. Several of Santa's elves were informed of this and asked to look out for one. Susan wanted one for her that she could cuddle in bed and didn't sing, dance or otherwise make noise. (What's the fun in that, asks Uncle Michael, but I digress...) Anyway, I saw one at Wal-Mart but didn't pick it up then. A few day later I went back and it was gone...
No problem, I figure. That's why there is on-line shopping. Except they're out. And the type of pink Care Bear we wanted to get was discontinued. So, it's raining enough outside that a guy is out there building a ship and pairing up animals. But I want to make sure that Santa delivers the gift promised, so I head to Murfreesboro to Wal-Mart and find the object of the quest. I pick it up and everyone is happy. Until three or four days later when Gracelyn is convinced--convinced I tell you!--that she told Santa she wanted a blue Care Bear. Luckily blue is not nearly as hard to find as pink and I got one of those two...Santa is a smart guy and has both just in case.
Of course two weekends ago, Grandpa was trying to convince she wanted a yellow Care Bear...until several elves threatened to beat him within an inch of his life if he didn't stop.
Needless to say, I'm excited about Christmas. I can't wait to see the expressions on Gracelyn and Davis's faces tomorrow at all the cool stuff they're gonna get.
It reminds me of when I was little. I got really, really wound up and excited about Santa coming. I must have been four or five at the time. I remember waking up and thinking--is it time yet? I noticed it was dark and so I paced around the room for a while before figuring that was late enough and I should wake up my parents. Turns out it was 4:30 a.m. I have yet to live this down.
Again, as I've said before--between my childhood and my spoiling of BB, GG, Gracelyn and Davis, I am so far behind the eight ball when I have kids it ain't even funny...
So, to all my fellow bloggers, I wish you a very Merry Christmas. May it be pull of peace, joy and love for you and your family.
posted by Michael Hickerson at 12/24/2004 01:44:00 PM |
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