This morning William would not take his eyes off the iPod Touch I mentioned in yesterday's post. In fact, he wouldn't take his eyes off any part of the Christmas catalog.
I know there are some ultra traditionalists out there that don't celebrate the commercial version of Santa Claus. And for those families, that's what works for them. But Brian and I each have fond memories of waking up on Christmas morning to a wonderland of gifts. Gifts that we absolutely knew our parents would never buy for us. We want our kids to have that same magical feeling.
Of course, we always strive to keep Christ at the center of our celebrations. As He should remain. Nativity scenes, advent wreaths, books and traditional music can always help drive this point.
But for our family I think it's OK, if not even a little healthy, to drop in a dose of that jolly ol' fellow in the big red coat. I love how Santa Claus inspires the possibility of miracles in children. A belief in something we can't see yet proof that it exists.
That said, there is no way in this lifetime that I will be buying an iPod Touch for my three-year-old son. However, I still can't help but love the little twinkle in his eyes, the silence that overcomes him as he gazes at those glossy magazine pages and dreams of what could be.
I know there are some ultra traditionalists out there that don't celebrate the commercial version of Santa Claus. And for those families, that's what works for them. But Brian and I each have fond memories of waking up on Christmas morning to a wonderland of gifts. Gifts that we absolutely knew our parents would never buy for us. We want our kids to have that same magical feeling.
Of course, we always strive to keep Christ at the center of our celebrations. As He should remain. Nativity scenes, advent wreaths, books and traditional music can always help drive this point.
But for our family I think it's OK, if not even a little healthy, to drop in a dose of that jolly ol' fellow in the big red coat. I love how Santa Claus inspires the possibility of miracles in children. A belief in something we can't see yet proof that it exists.
That said, there is no way in this lifetime that I will be buying an iPod Touch for my three-year-old son. However, I still can't help but love the little twinkle in his eyes, the silence that overcomes him as he gazes at those glossy magazine pages and dreams of what could be.
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