What I learned this Christmas.

The holidays have come and gone and I hope Santa brought you all you wanted!

M1, who’s 12 seems to be in the stage that everything is just boring enough to be interested, but deep down he’s excited and forgets that he’s a tween and starts enjoying himself. The boy is growing up and as great as he is, I am not looking forward to what the months ahead have in store for us. Maybe it’s just me, but I really have to get my parenting game face on and be prepared for whatever he decides to through my way.

M2 who’s just 6 is too good at her game already. She knows how to play and play it well. What can I say, she’s learned from the master. At first I thought this would be a great idea, show her the ropes early on and that way she could handle whatever comes her way, but she gets really mad when she can’t handle it – then I realize I’ve created a bit of a monster.

The magic of Christmas is still alive here at Chez Knitpho. The M’s love putting up the tree, the advent calender, the sweets & treats and of course the presents! Our family & friends who are so amazing and generous to the M’s we were beside ourselves with gratitude. Santa delivered and everyone seemed like they were on the nice list year. But I couldn’t help to notice after it was all said and done that everything was small. No BIG boxes. No big plastic.. anything. M1 asked for clothes (a sure sign of growing up,no?), and did he ever get clothes! The pile was high and seeing as though he’s in adult sizes now, the pile seemed larger than ever. He did get Legos, but just a handful (which is all he needs!). Ofcourse there were electronics this year, hence the smaller packages, puzzles and books. What pulled at my heartstrings was that there was nothing to put together, there was no giant plastic toy with a 1000 of those little wire things that hold all the little pieces in.. you know the ones. Yes, M2 is still young enough to get those things, but she just doesn’t want those things.

So, another Christmas has come & gone and as I look at my (not so) little ones, I’ll hold onto the memories of all those wonderful Christmas’ past and remember this one when I realized that my babies are actually growing up.