We’re about to bid adieu for a few days, while we hunker down for some good old family Christmas time. Yuletide festivities have always been top of my list of fun ‘n’ frolics. But, now we have kids, it just seems to get better and better. So, time to head offline for a few days.
In the meantime, here are are a few things I used to find grim about this festive time of year, which have somehow been made joyful by the advent of children.
Last-minute shopping trips
It’s the final weekend before Christmas. In the shopping centre, there’s a scrum at the threading stall, a queue 6-deep for the lifts, and some delightful office party-goer has chosen to urinate right next to the car park pay station.
But I’ve been out for five hours, without children in tow, buying gifts for grown-ups. Freedom is mine.
Staying in on New Year’s Eve
Previously this signalled some kind of social inadequacy. Now it means I get to spend a quiet evening snuggled up with the people I love best. Who needs overcrowded bars and a £150 babysitting charge? Not I.
No, I don’t mean the arty European films they show on BB4 at Christmas. It’s the cheesy CBeebies Panto, Topsy and Tim’s Christmas Eve special, the final of Strictly Come Dancing, and anything involving Mike the Knight and snow. All this stuff becomes magical, because when I’m sitting there, watching it all with my five- and two-year-old, I realise they’re learning what Christmas is. Austin and Gwen are gawping away at all those Christmas specials, sucking up all the magic and symbolism. It makes me as happy as a Peppa Pig in snow.
Happy Holidays, everyone. What do you like about Christmas with kids?
(and if you liked this post, you might want to check out the Seven Ages of Santa)