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Possessed by the Holiday Spirit

Normally, I'm what people would refer to as a Scrooge.  The holidays have, for the most part, really gotten on my nerves and even caused anxiety attacks.  The biggest culprits being Christmas and Thanksgiving. Because with all that said, I L-O-V-E Halloween.  And I can tell you what the big difference is.  Christmas and Thanksgiving are very traditional, rigid holidays with a lot of strings attached.  Compared to Halloween, which is just fun and easy-going. 

I usually vomit when I hear carols playing in stores starting in September, and cringe when I hear a countdown to Christmas.  Turkey and its fixings are just okay in my book (I'd pick mexican food anyday) since they're kinda bland.  The weather is turning cold and crappy.  And I get a little weird about opening gifts in front of others.  Oh, and I hate shopping for gifts to give unless I know exactly what they want.  The only good thing about this time of year was Chevy Chase's Christmas Vacation.

Recently, I started thinking I must have come down with a terrible illness.  Suddenly, I was humming along to Christmas carols and shopping enthusiastically for gifts.  There was this strange little feeling inside of me that felt excited and eager and happier than usual.  And it occurred to me that I was feeling something I hadn't felt since I was 8. 

The Christmas Spirit.

And it felt really good.  My best guess is that Paisley has brought this out in me.  Last year she was only 4 months old at this time and I was too exhausted to acknowledge the holidays.  But this year it has really sunk in.  I have an amazing little girl to share them with.  Soon, she'll love gift-giving, and leave a plate for Santa Claus, and understand the meaning of Christmas.  And it will bring back all of the magic of the season that I so long ago forgot.  

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  1. kkasunNovember 22, 2011 at 4:25 AM

    I can't wait until avery is old enough to enjoy christmas!!
    have fun!!

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  2. FaithNovember 22, 2011 at 9:08 AM

    This year is the first year in a LONG time I have been really excited about Christmas! We bought our babies an outdoor step 2 climber and a sandbox and I am SO FREAKING excited to bring them out Christmas morning (hopefully weather cooperates:)) and let them play on it! So, I totally know what you mean. Living life through our kids' eyes is such a thrill:)!

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  3. SarahNovember 22, 2011 at 11:52 AM

    You HAVE been possessed and I love it! It feels good right!? I love love love xmas, always have. But the last few years Ive been so sad over no baby that it kind of dulled the holiday for me. But now that we have a little miracle growing I am like over-the-top xmas spirit this year! :)

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  4. AndreaNovember 22, 2011 at 7:16 PM

    Ha!! Kids will do that to you! I've gone crazy this year, Emma is really getting into Santa Claus & the idea of making him cookies. I actually enjoy Christmas music because it makes her and Corbin happy!

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  5. Lori LanonNovember 26, 2011 at 7:31 PM

    I agree. Paisley is bringing it back out in you. It's amazing how that works, huh? We already have our tree up, have presents under the tree (which is kind of mean since Braylon has to wait a month to open them - didn't think about that until he saw them - you live and learn as a parent, I guess) and I am actually singing the Christmas songs.

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