I tend to jump the gun in regards to Christmas. I decorate before Thanksgiving and to be honest, I never really stop listening to Christmas music. Yesterday I was listening to the Oak Ridge Boys Christmas CD. I thought the following words were pretty profound:
"Thank God for kids there's magic for a while
A special kind of sunshine in a smile
Do you ever stop to think or wonder why...
the nearest thing to heaven is a child?"
Those few words struck a chord and I couldnt help but hold my kids a little closer for a little longer yesterday. They really are heaven sent and each one does bring a special spirit into our home. I tend to forget how special they are from time to time while dealing with the whining/grumpiness/"gimmee gimmee gimmee, I need!"(movie trivia)/bickering they tend to make a daily habit out of. But really when I step back from the little frustrations there is no other feeling in the world to compare to the love I have for them. I love this time of their lives where there is a simple magic to everything. I need to step back more often to appreciate this time before its just a memory.