I know traditionally, it’s 12 days of Christmas, but hey, I’m starting early 🙂
If you read this blog this time last year, you might remember that, although I love Christmas, I was feeling a little flat.
Well, this year, I seem to have re-found my Christmas zing and am all excited that the big day is just two weeks away.
So, each day until then, I am going to talk about my favourite things (and I would love to hear yours too!) and include a photo of Christmassy things that relate in my home.
They will be in no particular order (and the one for Christmas Day might be a day late due to all the festivities!) and are all equally as important 🙂
Now, todays? It’s stockings.
I used to love getting my stocking as a kid on Christmas morning and I love filling them for my kids now I am grown up a little.
We had these big white cardboard and mesh ones that I think my parents made and they could fit a lot of goodies inside! I remember one year lying there chatting and giggling to my sister as we tried very hard to get to sleep when we heard the creak of our bedroom door opening, silencing us immediately. We lay, stock still as our dad crept to the ends of our beds and laid the stockings there. We should have known we couldn’t fool him because, just as he was about to close the door (and I might add, as we were about to spring up and peek!) he said quietly, “Now. Go to sleep and no peeking.” Oh the anticipation was almost too much to bear! Being the good girls that we were, we didn’t peek but I think it was a fair while before we were asleep!
Anticipation is one of the wonderful things about this time of year. Secret rustlings behind closed doors, mad dashes from the car with parcels behind our backs, off limits areas where presents are hidden – I love it all.
And isn’t it good to feel that sense of anticipation? To have to actually wait for something! In our instant society, this is an all but forgotten feeling and one that we would do well to practise ourselves and encourage our children in. To me, the anticipation makes it all that much sweeter.
How about you? Does the anticipation nearly do you in or are you happy to let it rise?