Health & Fitness
Christmas Morning, It's Childhood All Over Again
Our college children have been home with us during the holidays and on Christmas morning I got to gaze upon my grown sons as they once were, small boys bursting with excitement.
Lisa, of Grown and Flown, writes: Like every parent I struggle to understand where the years have gone. I gaze at three full-sized humans towering over me and feel like I just watched a movie on fast forward and would give anything to see it again at normal speed. And while that might just be a mom fantasy, Christmas morning is the one chance to rewind the tape and watch a small segment of my sons’ childhood played over again.
Barbara Brotman of the Chicago Tribune threw out a terrific question, “Anyone else have grown children who turn into excited kiddies at Christmas?” Her family has a wonderful tradition of packing lunch and going off to the zoo, and although her daughters are well into their 20s, the family tradition is going strong.
Her question she got me thinking about why I so love Christmas morning, a ritual new to my life. The answer I believe is that when we rise on December 25, my family rolls back the clock. For one morning a year I get to gaze upon my grown and nearly grown sons as they once were, small boys bursting with excitement.
