I’m a little worried about Santa and Will this year. He doesn’t seem to be buying that he visited with Santa earlier this week, but he can’t articulate his concerns/doubts, either. I’m not sure whether to do some cool magical elf visits and push it, or whether we should play it cool and hope to skate through the year Truth-free.
Being out of town for Thanksgiving really threw me off. It’s already December 2nd (a mom at preschool today told me it was ‘only’ December 2nd—don’t worry—I gave her the appropriate ‘what planet are you from?!’ look) and we aren’t anywhere near celebrating. No tree, no decorations…we’re still digging out from the suitcases and general ‘we left in a rush’ mayhem. I had awesome plans to make an advent calendar, but the special felt I ordered somehow disappeared last week. I LOVE Christmas, and I hate that it’s so short. Three and a half weeks is just not enough time for all I want to do! And since I’m working this year (last year I cut things off early, but this year I have two weddings the week of Christmas and I’m not saying no to any portrait shoots that come my way) it leaves even less time for jolly. I feel badly because I am very aware that my clever little boy might not have many magical years left.
But I’m going to try to chill out and not rob the season of its joy in my effort to stress out about maximizing the month. We’ll get our tree when we get it, we’ll decorate when we get to it, and we’ll do some crafts and baking. Not as much as in my dreams, but however much we do, it will be the perfect amount.
