Hot chocolate, Daddy reading out loud by the fire, talking about the history and birth of Jesus...
Jigsaw puzzles, giggling at our favorite movies....
Snuggling on the couch watching the Christmas lights twinkle...
These are some of the things that mean the most. They are the things my babies usually come back to as the things they love.
Why? Is it really the activities that mean so much? I don't think so. It's the way those things feel. It feels slow and safe and warm. It feels like family. It feels quiet and calm and comfortable. It feels like love.
The truth is my kids probably won't remember what they got for Christmas or even exactly what they did.
What they will ALWAYS remember is how it FELT... How I made them feel.
That's why I won't spend all my time running around having a crazy busy Christmas. Yeah, we'll do the fun shopping and running around but a good chunk of my time will be spent looking at those twinkly Christmas lights curled up with my babies.
Most of the time the moments that feel like love don't happen while we're running. Most of them happen in the slow motion moments when we stop and take time to cuddle, and read and breathe together.
This Christmas I wish you many slow cuddly moments with those you love.
Hugs, Angel :-)