Christmas can be hard on this side of the world. Family is far away and there’s not a real snowflake in sight (for this Midwestern girl, snow is a must for that “Christmasy” feeling).
But Christmas on this side of the world with Elias is so much fun! When I was growing up, Christmas was sort of magical. This was mostly due to the atmosphere my mom created in our home. I loved the Christmas lights, advent, fires in the fireplace, Christmas music, snowy days with hot chocolate. So, now that I’m a mom, I want to try to create that same magical feeling for Elias. Obviously, it’s going to look different for him. We don’t have a fireplace or snow, but Christmas isn’t really about all of that, is it?
Someone turned all of the nativity characters to face Jesus. Love it. We’ve been talking a lot about baby Jesus around here. Especially how he was adopted by Joseph and he became a part of his family, just as Elias was adopted into ours and we are adopted into God’s family through Jesus!
A few weeks ago, we ran into a pregnant lady in the store. Indonesians have a belief that if you touch a handsome (or pretty) baby and then touch your pregnant belly, your child will look like the child you touched. So, she approached us to that she could touch Elias. I explained to Elias that she had a little baby in her belly, and he innocently asked, “Baby Jesus?” Hum…I guess he hasn’t quite got it figured out yet, but at least he knows His name!
This is one of my favorite pieces of Christmas decor: our basket of Christmas books! The teddy bear hanging out in there was my Grandma’s, another person who helped create Christmas magic in my childhood. I love that she can be a little part of our Christmas celebrations now.
We don’t have a fireplace, so we improvised and hung our stockings on our kitchen cabinets.
While we don’t have any real snowflakes, I did try to create a winter wonderland in our hallway! I cut out these on my Silhouette machine and hung them with yarn and scotch tape. Elias was napping while I hung them, and when he woke up he stared and pointed at the ceiling. I think he loves it too!
Merry Christmas everyone! Squeeze your family tight if you get to celebrate with them (and maybe squeeze mine tight for me too if you see them)!