We’re four days deep and sporting attitudes of Game On. My girl gets it. She gets all of it, so clearly this year, and though it took two days explaining how things roll at Christmas (“But how did Hiccup get there?” Magic. “But how does Santa fly here?” Magic. “But how” “But how” “But how”. Magic.) I’ll have you know that as a result, the magic in the Delaney household is strong. We may be peaking hard since last night I feel asleep in Ella’s bed at 6pm but we take our work with our rewards and we send a million thanks up, up, up that we get to live this life with these beautiful children.
Little words, lots of photos today, celebrating magic and Christmas all all the millions of things I love about this time of year.
Every night before she goes to sleep, Ella wonders where he might be tomorrow – “that cheeky elf” – and she’s scooting’ out her door quick smart in the morning, eyes lit up like the night sky, off to find him. We all follow her, Billy cheering cos he knows something’s up and it just makes me very, very happy.
Decorating the tree.
It was a happy little morning.
Ella’s Daycare Concert.
Where they recited Wombat Stew and sang us Merry Christmas and got a visit from a special someone.
She’s growing up, my girl.
Morning advent treasure hunts to find their ornaments.
Her most favourite advent morning by far. Treasure hunts are cool.
Baking gingerbread cookies.
Another highlight. Ella had been carrying around the cookie cutters for days and since I’m trying to say yes a lot this month when it comes to my kids, we baked a huge batch and ate more than I’d usually let them. It felt good to.
We packaged some up and gave them to a few of Ella’s best school friends, my little attempt at encouraging kindness and giving and appreciating the people in your life.
More matching jammies, because for $6 each from Coles I could not say no.
Unveiling the Christmas lights.
We sit on our front steps and take in the magic.
Making paper snowflakes.
Which is serious business around here.
I have a little boy pulling on me and asking to read him a story, so my time is up.
“Christmas waves a magic wand over this world, and behold, everything is softer and more beautiful.” ~Norman Vincent Peale