Christmas Eve

With Luke's birth, this month has flown by. The holiday season has really been a blur of becoming a family of four. It has been a wonderful gift, but I'm not sure I've ever felt less prepared for Christmas.

At the same time, it has been so fun to watch Max start to understand the magic of the season. I'm not sure how much he understands - and have been even less sure about how to tell him about all of the stories and legends of Christmas. He knows that Christmas is Jesus' birthday, but is still unsure about who Jesus is. Santa brings presents, and is a nice man who sits at the mall.

I was sure that this year we would have to work really hard to convince him to sit on Santa's lap. But, as we were walking through Washington Square this week, he saw Santa sitting there. He had just been talking to the interactive electronic 10-ft. bear, and that was good, so now he wanted to go see Santa. He was totally willing to hop right up on his lap with a sleeping Luke. He asked for a bike helmet and grinned for the picture.

Now we are watching the end of "It's a Wonderful Life", the presents are under the tree, and crumbs are all that are left of the cookies we set out for Santa. We are ready for tomorrow. And I can't wait to see it all through Max's eyes. No matter how much the rest of the season has flown by, I am going to be present tomorrow morning. After all, that's the magic of it all...