We arrived home late last night after our traditional Christmas Celebration at my parents on Christmas Eve. We went to an early Christmas Eve mass and then came back to my parents for Christmas Dinner. Alec saw a video message Santa had sent to him and was even more excited. We had been checking on Santa's progress through Asia and Europe all evening online and later that evening we opened our Christmas Stockings and our Secret Santa gifts. The last we saw, Santa was in Ireland, heading to North America.
Santa's message to Alec
Alec was full of energy after spending two days with Nana and Poppa, my brother and Alec's cousins. When we arrived home, soon after he made sure that we left Santa some Milk and Cookies that Alec told Santa he would leave him, Alec wanted to go to bed (since he knew Santa would come when he was asleep).
Helen and I tried to wind down catching up on some of the episodic television shows we like to watch and we could here Alec get out of bed, first because he was thirsty, and then a little while later because he had to go to the washroom. We knew he was sneaking a peak to see if Santa had come. After talking to him, and letting him know that Santa would not come while he was still awake, Alec finally settled down and fell asleep.
It reminded me of a story my parents told me many times... Apparently when I was four, my parents sent me to bed about 8 pm on Christmas eve and were waiting for me to fall asleep. They would call softly: "Chris, are you asleep?", and I would respond softly "Yes Mommy"... as cute as this might sound, apparently my father was getting increasingly frustrated and tired as they waited for me to fall asleep. Apparently it wasn't until well after 2 am that I finally fell asleep and I woke up early Christmas morning to very tired parents... I guess what they say is true, "what goes around..."
Alec was up at least three times during the night and I could here him creep to the french doors in the living room and peek at the tree and the presents underneath before going back to bed. He officially woke us up at 7 am, letting us know that Santa had come, and after waking Grandma, we all gathered around the tree as Alec picked the gifts and delivered them to us, creating a pile for himself. He could tell Santa's presents, because they were wrapped in Christmas paper. We have used cloth bags and newspaper for years now. He opened Santa's presents first, and then ours, starting with the smallest package and ending with the largest.
After everyone thanked each other, and Alec showed us all his presents, we cleaned up the wrapping and Helen prepared a non-traditional Christmas morning breakfast of Sui Mai and Cha Siu Bao (Dim Sum).
As I write this, Vi, my mother-in-law is packing for a trip and Helen is packing for a mini-vacation at Horseshoe Valley, just an hour north of us. We were hoping that we might be able to spend an afternoon tubing, we'll have to see.
I hope that each and every one of you Celebrates Christmas in the way that has become tradition to you and that you are surrounded by your loved ones, in spirit at the very least. For those of you that will celebrate Christmas Dinner this evening, I hope the event if full of love and fond memories.
May the Spirit of Christmas stay with you all year long.
Chris Smith CSSBB
Chay Realty Inc., Brokerage