picking out a tree, a Santa photo op and other Christmas things
December 15, 2012 § Leave a comment
This is the first Christmas in the U.S. for O, so the husband wanted to make it extra special by picking and cutting our own tree.
I was so happy to have a natural tree, after three years of using our sad, little, Charlie Brown tree we got on our first Christmas in Turkey. I do miss all my handmade ornaments though. This year we went with the husband’s childhood ornaments and a few cinnamon ones.
In the beginning of December we went to see some lights and they had a Santa there. O would not even come close to him. He came about a foot of the jolly old fella, close enough to reach and get a candy cane. That night he told me he didn’t like Santa. It’s okay, baby. I said. Treading carefully, I explained: Christmas is about Jesus and not Santa. Santa is just a man, so you don’t have to be afraid. He replied: So I don’t have to sit on his lap for candy? No baby, you don’t.
A few days later, this couple (who have dressed up as Santa and Mrs. Claus since the husband was a child) at our church came to our Christmas dinner. They do a great job of telling the real story of Christmas and keeping the main thing, the main thing. Plus they are the most beautiful Santa and Mrs. Claus I have ever seen. Their clothes are made with a rich, dark red velvet. Their hair and makeup are done tastefully right. If O was going to have a picture with Santa, they would have to be it! Terrified, O would not sit on Santa’s lap. We didn’t force him, but asked if he would sit with Mrs. Claus. Okay, he said. But just for a minute.
Here are the results. Isn’t it just precious?
Merry Christmas everyone!