On Christmas Eve

Dear Sophia

It's only two o'clock on Christmas Eve. Just looking at you it is seems as though the air around you is vibrating with excitement. I think you woke up this morning with your eyes a little bigger and brighter.

You looked for Chewy the elf for the last time this morning. You asked us if he would hitched a ride back to the North Pole with Santa tonight since he was headed that way anyway. You played all morning with a Little People nativity set. Sheep, camels, shepherds, and dogs were lined up neatly in a perfectly straight line. Each to take a turn to see baby Jesus.

You have fretted over what to feed the reindeer. How can Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, Vixen, Comet, Cupid, Donner and Blitzen eat when they have to stand BEHIND Rudolph!? They aren't going to be able to put their heads down!? And do we get a ladder and leave the food on the roof or is the porch a okay? Is Santa Claus allergic to nuts? We can't possibly leave him milk because milk can't be left out or it will spoil and the last thing we want is for Santa to be sick when he has to travel the world. You placed a baby doll into a pink graco pack-n-play, draped a blanket over your head and kneeled in front to sing the sweetest version of Away In a Manger that our ears have ever had the pleasure of hearing.

Thank you for bringing the magic of Christmas back into our lives. Thank you for giving us the opportunity to be the creator of traditions. The people behind the scenes bringing it all to life for you. What will you remember from these days? What will you pass on to your own children? Only time will tell. In the meantime, we will continue to do everything we can to give you the most amazing magical childhood imaginable. And we will try not to cuss and scream as we are putting your toys together tonight.

Merry Christmas Little Bit

Love,

your mama and daddy