The Best Part of Christmas
When I was a child, the best part of Christmas was rushing out with my sisters to see what Santa brought us. The anticipation, the waiting in the hallway for mom and dad to wake up. Getting all the wonderful gifts from Santa was the best. Then we’d empty our stockings with even more goodies. And then even more gifts from all the family members. It was a sensory overload. So much new stuff. New clothes & new toys. It was always the best day of the year.
When we were little.…“getting the gifts” was the best part.
As my life moved along, my brain must have re-wired itself. Giving is now much more fun than getting.
The best part for me is what happens BEFORE Christmas morning.
I love the planning, preparing, shopping, selecting, making, baking, buying, wrapping, cooking, decorating & more.
I love the hustle and bustle.
Ho Ho Ho