Here comes Christmas

I think my kids are at the best age for Christmas magic.  Seamus doesn't have a lot of real memories of last Christmas and relies on Liam to tell him what to expect.  They are both terrified of Santa and if it weren't for the presents would never let him creep around our house while they are sleeping.  Seamus' wish list consists of every toy ever made, even if he has no idea what it does.  The only exception is that he does not like "girl toys".  Anything pink or dollish is not for him.  Liam, on the other hand, is very cautious about what he wishes for.  He knows Santa isn't bringing him everything he wants and wants to be sure he only mentions the real wants so Santa doesn't become confuse, skip a serious want and bring something lame he just mentioned in passing.  


This year's tree picking was not fun.  It's the third year we've gone to Angevine Farm and the third year we tagged a tree that was taken by someone else.  I exchanged emails with the farm but what can you do.  The farm is on a HUGE steep hill and, with the snow, the kids can't climb it.  Between the crying about losing the tree and wind and the climb it was just a misery.  We're going to find a new farm next year.


This is also the first year we put up the tree earlier then Christmas eve and the first time Seamus "helped".  He's pretty much a disaster in tree decorating and won't keep his hands off the tree even now but he likes that we didn't put it up during his nap.  Now if we could get a snow day the Monday before Christmas that would be ideal.  Getting Liam on the bus midday causes me trouble.  I don't feel I can get anything done, I'm always waiting for the bus. 


I have all my shopping done and most of my wrapping but the nightmares that I've missed something still continue.  I will probably forget to buy the turkey.  I keep dreaming that my presents are still in transit and the few I have are not wrapped on Christmas morning.  I am looking forward to Christmas as much as the boys but for very different reasons.