Bella doesn't really get what all the fa la la ing is all about but she's beginning to understand there is something different in the air. She's picked up that there is some kind of connection between the tree with lights and ornaments, jingle bells and Santa Claus. She likes the pretty lights, but the mall Santa is down right scary. She wanted nothing to do with him.
So we were all pleasantly surprised when she walked into the living room where Sweetie (it's been over a year since she's seen him) was standing and said, without missing a beat, "Christmas!" She kept her distance and walked a wide berth in the beginning. I watched as she got closer and closer. Before long she offered Sweetie her dog. A true sign that he had passed inspection. He wasn't so scary after all.
Before we left, Bella asked Sweetie to pick her up. It was one of those heart melting moments for me. Forget the lit up boats, the chill in the air, the Christmas tree lots and the Salvation Army bell ringers, for me the Christmas season began right then. It wasn't a stable, there were no shepherds, but two of my favorite people sitting together discussing who knows what looked pretty much like love to me. That's what Christmas is all about, isn't it?
May it be so.
|Bella and Christmas|