Our boys teach us everyday to stop and appreciate the small things and that “laughter is the best medicine.” One time, I was asking our kids' pediatrician about something that Collier was doing that Harper never did, he laughed and said "Heather, there are degrees of normal." Now, I try to remember this when I am making comparisons about the kids, my life, my family or anything else. I think this title captures the essence of what I want to try and convey in my writing.
Sunday, November 25, 2007
The Real Meaning of Christmas
Like most Americans, we spent the weekend putting up our Christmas decorations. Among those was a kid's nativity set that Harper received from his grandparents last year as a gift. We pulled it out first so that Harper could play with it while we were decorating the house. He had great fun playing with it, but we realized quickly that we need to either start going to church or share the real meaning of Christmas when Harper came to us after misplacing the Christ Child from the set. He said, "Mommy, I can't find Baby Dangerous". I swear we told him his name was Jesus but I guess that is the way his 2 year old mind interpreted it.
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