For the past several years I have caught myself thinking back to Christmas as a kid and all the excitement and buildup around the one day that seemed to take FOREVER as a kid to get here.  But I have noticed a few things, especially now we have Moriah.  One, I really look forward to Christmas and I don’t mind snow as much, but that’s for another bog.  However another thing I’ve noticed is I love the mess Moriah makes at Christmas.  I mean she is wide open and when everything is opened and she starts exploring all the new stuff that she can get her hands on.  I like seeing the wrapping paper and the mess.  I don’t know, it may remind me that I didn’t have much growing up and I’m very thankful she has a bit more than I can remember at her age, or it may be it’s evidence of how great of a time this was for her.  Whatever it is, I found this story and thought I’d share, because we enjoy Christmas MORE as an adult, go figure.

Fletch