Friday, December 24, 2010

Santa Claus is Coming... In Through the Patio Door

Today is the last day of advent. Our sweet, wooden advent calendar has been opened every day by my son Bob. The month started with two weeks worth of tiny, individually wrapped Star Wars toys. By the third week, Bob was opening his daily door to reveal little chocolates and his favorite candy: peanut butter cups. This past week's crazy busyness is evidenced by Bob opening the teensy doors to find cash crammed into the little compartments. He will open the last one this morning.

Tonight will find a group of us at my mom's place. As tradition dictates, Bob, my sister-in-law, my in-laws, and Bob's godmother and I will all pile into my mom's guest bathroom. Since my mom doesn't have a fireplace, we will leave her and my husband out in the living room to let Santa inside the house to fill all of our stockings. As we each hold our breath and listen to the sound of sleigh bells and Santa ho, ho, ho-ing his way through the living room, Bob will barely be able to contain his excitement. Neither will we.

And Christmas will begin.


  1. Lisa,
    This post brought tears to my eyes. I wish you and your family a very happy Christmas.

  2. Wishing your entire clan a Merry Christmas and a Happy and Healthy New Year!

  3. Wishing I could be in there with all of you. Sounds perfect.

    Happy holidays to you and your whole famdamily.

  4. A very Merry Christmas to you and your family!

  5. Love, love, love to the Family of Bob Rosenberg, one of my favorite little men in the whole world. Tell him that Crazy Aunt Chicken Grandma sure does think he's swell.

  6. Bob is like the best surprise in the advent calendar of my imagination.