I remember when I was a kid and the days before Christmas were so slow... the clock seemed to slow down and I dreamed about December 24... the dinner, the gifts, the people! Now that I'm an adult everything seems to go so fast and sometimes so stressful. It's like time is taking back the extra minutes I had as a child. But then I see my daughter, her first real Christmas (I'm not counting the others because she wasn't really aware of what was happening). She's been counting the days in the Advent calendar since the 1st of December. She can't get enough of Rudolph and the Christmas songs. She's been excited helping me wrap the gifts and putting re-decorating them (She removed some of the bows they have and put some more "cheerful" ones). She's been making cards and getting angry at me because we don't have a chimney and Santa won't be able to deliver her gifts. She just can't wait anymore and it reminds me how the Holidays were for me as a child. It brings me great memories and makes me forget a little about the other stuff (the one that involves the stress). It makes me forget so much that I just realized it's the 22nd and I haven't purchase the turkey!....(Gotta go!)
I hope you have a wonderful, blessed and peaceful Christmas. My best for you and your family. I hope you enjoy it as much as a happy child does.