Forget age… Christmas is about kids
This entry was posted on Dec 25 2009
Even as my sons grow up and become men, they will always be my little kids. Yes, I see them as grown men, but I also see them as they were when they 3 or 4 years old, and will always see and remember them that way. Maybe it’s just what we do as we grow older. We want to remember those innocent years, when the slightest noise on Christmas Eve meant that Santa “might” be on the roof, or maybe he was just here and was leaving. Pure joy, excitement, and the thought of something that you didn’t quite know or understand, but believed in.
No matter how old they get… It will always be about the kids! Here’s mine today, grown up, but still full of joy. I couldn’t be more grateful!
