Merry Christmas!

Scrooge crawled off this morning when I looked at photos of the step-grandkids on Christmas Eve opening presents I had sent them. I was hard pressed to do gifts this year, hard-pressed financially and emotionally, but I assembled a big box and the presents were set under their tree.

My step-daughter-in-law is German, and her tradition of Christmas is like that of my family’s. Open gifts on Christmas Eve. She has endured the custom tug-o-war with her husband’s mom, but reached the same compromise my mom did with her in-laws. Open some gifts on Christmas Eve. The rest on Christmas Day.

Last night the kids were taken for a walk around the neighborhood to look at Christmas lights, and the room with the tree was set up with the presents. The kids came back to a surprise Christmas wonderland, and opened only the presents sent by Oma Martha (that’s me). When I saw the photos of them wearing the caps knitted by my friend, E, my Grinch heart softened. Maybe that’s the whole point. ❤

13 thoughts on “Merry Christmas!

  1. We did our best, which was, as it turned out, entirely good enough. Surprisingly good enough. But oh my. We really don’t eat that much anymore and I’m going to have to find a way of cutting back. Pizza?

  2. I am so glad that you had a bright light at Christmas. I just got a message over the messenger from my No. 2 son and his family from Germany where they are spending the Christmas with a photo of them under the tree. It was so good to see and hear them so my holidays are also now complete.

  3. That, and baby Jesus. 🙂

    Even though I’m an atheist, it warms the cockles of me ‘eart, to be greeted and farewelled with a big cheery Merry Christmas from all and sundry whilst out and about.

    So, merry Christmas, Martha.

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