Christmas In A Child’s Eye
It’s 3 more days before Christmas. Everyone is busy with their final Christmas gift lists. For kids, it means getting their presents under the Christmas tree or beside the fireplace. Presents they been hoping to get from Santa and their parents during the beginning of the Christmas season.
My son would check his presents everyday making sure nothing is missing or if a new one is recently added. It’s his version of updating his Christmas gift surprises not counting Santa’s drop off on Christmas day.
We just had a White Elephant Christmas party last night with friends. The event reminded me that it is a season for kids to experience the magic and generosity of gift giving. Their pure laughter and happiness brought joy and inspiration to us parents as they open their gifts. We also had our part of exchanging gifts but it’s not the same excitement that I saw when it was among our children.
A Trip To The North Pole
Christmas has a make-believe part. It’s Santa, his elves, the gifts they made and the colorful Christmas Village in the North Pole where it seems to snow endlessly and Polar Bears roam freely. It’s a place where magic happen and dreams come true. It’s where wishes are answered and kid’s treated like royalties. For as long as my son believes in it and kids like him, it exist. And as a parent who supports my son’s dreams, I too opened my mind and heart like a child to what Christmas is. They say, “Christmas is for children.” In a way it’s true but then we can bring back our child-like unwavering belief and pure inward happiness if we allow ourselves for it. It may take some effort, but it can be done. It’s called “magic” for a reason.
A few days ago, my son made his Santa wish list which we mailed personally at Santa Village. It was cold that day so we wore our thick coats. We were all excited. We’ve been going to Santa Village for the past 3 years. It’s has been a part of our holiday tradition.
My son carefully checked his wish list making sure that he did not miss his favorite Lego Star Wars and his much-anticipated Beyblade top spinner set complete with the miniature arena. He tried his best to spell them right all by himself. I thought it was one adorable letter and I’m sure Santa would agree with me.
It was time to meet Santa. First question by the jolly fella, “Little boy, have you been naughty or nice?” My son kept quiet for a long time. Santa asked again, “Son, have you been naughty or nice?” My son smiled shyly, unsure of what to say. He replied, “Not sure.” Santa got confused this time. The response should only be, naughty or nice. Not maybe or not sure. Santa called his assistant and asked if there was a “Not sure” category. Luckily there was one. More kids now are answering a similar response. My son was so happy. Santa looked at my son, smiled and said, “So, my boy, tell me what you wish to get this Christmas…”
Fun Activities At Santa Village
We made a Chipmunk holiday ornament while eating a peppermint candy cane. As I chewed the peppermint candy, I remembered my happiest Christmas days as a child. I had to stop the trip to memory lane because then I felt a bit homesick. It was not the place for sentimental reflections. Perhaps later at home while sipping a warm apple cider.
We met the Blue Snowman at the Gingerbread house. He may looked scary but he’s actually very friendly. All those delicious candies around the house where for us. Ain’t that sweet and generous?
My son is crazy about “blasters.” I try to call it like that instead of “Shooting” games because it sounded violent. Kids think their fun and so are the toy makers but in the real adult world, it can hurt people.
We replenished our sugars with some chocolate cookies and sugar-coated pecans. We skipped the tempting Fudges. The calories of one bar is an equivalent of my daily caloric needs. I intend to eat a real dinner after the trip.
Children cheered as Santa said goodbye. He too needed his rest. Perhaps he would check his late entry mails that night and not miss my son’s wish list.
We were tempted to ride the “North Pole” train but we decided to use our car since we still have to pass by the town center for the Christmas event and get my much-anticipated dinner. My tummy was growling telling me that it needed more than cookies and nuts.
Once again it was a happy and memorable trip to the North Pole and to Santa’s amazing Christmas Village. That night sparks flew and our hearts glowed with love and joy.
In all of these, the most important part is spending that magic with the people you love. Christmas is not about buying expensive gifts or making elaborate dinner preparations. It’s spending your time, your love, your dreams and even your version of what’s magical to your friends and family.
Happy holidays to all. This post is my gift to all of you. It may not be much but as they say, “It’s the heart’s warm intentions and sincere thoughts that counts.” Love, peace and happiness to all.