I just want to give, give, give, and then give some more. I want to say “Merry Christmas” to complete strangers and they’ll sincerely reply by saying, “And a Merry Christmas to you too!” I want to put up a giant billboard on our roof that flashes and says “Santa Stop Here” with a huge arrow pointing at our house. I want to sing Christmas carols in the car, in the shower, at the grocery store, and everywhere in between. I want to leave a trail of red, green, and gold glitter wherever I go because I dig the magic during this time of year.
And to continue my Christmas high, Krysta had her Christmas concert last night. She was on Cloud 9 all week waiting for her moment. Everyday she would come home saying, "mom, are you excited to hear me sing on Friday?" and I would say, "oh my goodness, I'm soooooo excited" and she was do a little wiggle because she could hardly contain herself with all of the anticipation.
While we waited --for over an hour-- for Krysta to perform, we snuck into the school library to read books. We're rebels like that.
During Krysta performance, she kept looking at me through the sides of her eyes to make sure I was paying VERY close attention. And I was. I was beaming from ear to ear as she belted "Over the River and Through the Woods" and "Up on the Housetop."