It happens. The Grinch (Satan) comes to Whoville (our hearts) and stills the joy if we let it. I did. I got behind this Christmas and let the hoopla carry me away. But nothing like a family dinner party to force the house to get clean, the presents to get wrapped, and the cookies to get baked. And nothing like having the jolly man himself make an appearance to cheer the moment. Seriously people, who can resist Santa? How can you not laugh when he is roaring his hearty “Ho Ho Ho” (or in this case “A-HA HA HA”). When that door bell rang and I let him in, Sydney especially got a big smile on her face, looked toward her mommy and daddy and declared “Santa Claus!” Now poor little MJ was feeling a bit puny so while he acknowledged Santa with a friendly caution, he did it from his mom’s lap (a trip to the ER two nights later declared he had strep throat). Santa made instant friends with Sydney — not because he was a likable guy, and not because he was bringing her a present. Nope, none of that. Santa gave her the forbidden fruit — a candy cane. She was 27 pounds of putty in his hands after that. She didn’t even bother to remove the wrapper!

Santa, you made our evening … and I think just maybe, we made yours too. 

Of course Christmas isn’t just about Santa, gifts, and candy canes. It’s about the birth of Jesus — our Savior born of a virgin and birthed in a stable. I have a Nativity Scene made of rubber that I started when my kids were little. Sydney in particular loves baby Jesus. From the moment she walks in the door baby Jesus is carried about. “God is great” she’ll sometimes say. God is great, and the Christmas story of Jesus’ birth is just the beginning. Take time this week to read about Him, won’t you. I think it might just help keep that Grinch at bay.

And as families sometimes are … here we are being a little goofy. Should you wonder what we’re doing, just ask any Denver Bronco fan. Or better yet, Tebow it. Merry Christmas everyone! Love Mary

Linda - December 20, 2011 - 10:07 PM

Pretty dang cute you Mousers. Too bad more people don’t Tebow–for real!

Your Man - December 21, 2011 - 4:40 PM

I will pray but never again will I Tebow it. Loving everything about you.

Beth - The Botut Blog - December 22, 2011 - 8:54 AM

Wow, has Sydney grown! I love these blogs for this very reason….you can see progression as if you are there.

Brenda Tennessee - December 22, 2011 - 12:10 PM

Such cute pictures. Love the one she is sitting in his lap. Your family looks like a fun group. I laughed about your daughter playing with baby Jesus. I gave my granddaughter a cloth-stuffed nativity scene and I looked down and she had baby Jesus riding in a toy harley motorcycle.

Aubrey - December 23, 2011 - 4:43 PM

Cute, cute, cute. I love that you guys stick together through it all…potty training, weird Santa, Tebow, whatever!

Megan - December 23, 2011 - 4:45 PM

We went to see Santa last night at the mall. When we arrived he promptly went on a one hour “dinner break”…didn’t know Santa needed to eat! Robby and I both agreed that nothing was going to out-do the Santa that came to Gramma’s house, so we left the mall. 🙂 That was so awesome- I’m sure I have better stomach muscles because of all the laughing. What a fun and memorable evening. Thank you!!!

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