Menopausal mom to 2 young adult sons (one with ASD, ADHD, tic/seizure disorders and the other with attitude).

Thursday, 1 December 2011

December 1st means Christmas!!!

One of R’s fascinations is with the calendar year.  He likes to recite each month with its significant meaning (birthday, stat holiday, special day or important event to him).  It’s always the same except for the unpredictable Easter weekend. 

R has been “waiting patiently” for December since the summer (that’s when he started his Christmas list).  After all, if it’s December…it’s time for everything Christmas!  It hasn’t always been this way.  When R was little he had NO interest what-so-ever in decorating the tree, opening presents or anything Christmas.  That is…up until he was about 10.  At this age, while most parents are past the stage of having to stand guard before the mayhem of Christmas morning…we were dumbfounded (in a good way) when we heard the ripping of paper one Christmas Eve about 7 or 8 years ago.  Our tree has since remained gift-free until after R goes to bed on the 24th.     

The house lights are up and to quote Riley “Wow. They’re so beautiful!”  We have nothing inflatable Costco snowmen, no lighted animal figures, just a string of lights along the eavestroughs.  There’s something to be said about having a 17 year old who is so excited about the magic of Christmas.  It makes the daily/hourly reminders that he is “waiting patiently to open his presents” that much easier.      

Thank goodness I love Christmas too! 

Think about it…D

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