tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763172820100676361.post4698553941936865825..comments2024-02-05T03:54:40.788-05:00Comments on Fun at the Cook Shack: Why I'm glad Santa Came to our Church Christmas PartyUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763172820100676361.post-39945832865627654192008-12-15T11:23:00.000-05:002008-12-15T11:23:00.000-05:00Now that I have a little girl I'm starting to unde...Now that I have a little girl I'm starting to understand what you're saying about not being able to give her everything they want. Because my parents are from Argentina they never, thankfully, understood the concept of getting anyone more than one gift for Christmas, let alone anything that was extravagant. I don't recall being resentful and to this day I can conceive of WHY Christmas involves so many gifts and wrapping paper. However, I still can understand. Bur I guess this is the time to remember that whatever you do for Reuben right now, that is what will continue to be normal to him. If he has Christmas with love and family and singing and a few token gifts then that is what Christmas will mean to him. It's a blessing, really, because maybe he'll be one of the blessed few that gets to enjoy Christmas for the togetherness and sheer joy that comes from being reminded of the Savior's birth as opposed to all the gifts.Michael and Nataliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11543525310921778267noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763172820100676361.post-14287543692062021352008-12-13T22:54:00.000-05:002008-12-13T22:54:00.000-05:00I told my kids that I had to pay for everything Sa...I told my kids that I had to pay for everything Santa brought. That helped explain why he brought crappy stuff to poor people.Mickhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08301136775639856755noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763172820100676361.post-58709188897566528022008-12-13T17:17:00.000-05:002008-12-13T17:17:00.000-05:00Hey,I don't know you (I know some of your friends ...Hey,<BR/>I don't know you (I know some of your friends and found your blog linked to theirs), but I just thought of an idea. How about checking out some books from the library and wrapping those under the tree for Christmas morning? It seems like it might be a fun thing for Reuben to unwrap. I know my daughter LOVES getting new books from the library, even though she knows they aren't ours, and that we will eventually take them back. Just a thought. Though there is ABSOLUTELY nothing wrong with simply going with the puzzle.Brice Familyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12868355353252782742noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763172820100676361.post-45311820922041604402008-12-13T14:01:00.000-05:002008-12-13T14:01:00.000-05:00This was a great post. I'm glad I can read your b...This was a great post. I'm glad I can read your blog now. I often find myself feeling sad that holidays are used as tools to sell us dissatisfaction and that it's becoming harder and harder for the older generations to help the younger ones understand and appreciate the "something" that the day is meant to celebrate. It's good to know there are still strong parents willing to swim against the current.<BR/><BR/>I also really appreciate your approach to the Santa Claus dilemma and I may just have to adopt it.The Mason Familyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03100278361744502101noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763172820100676361.post-22411081598555651992008-12-13T10:46:00.000-05:002008-12-13T10:46:00.000-05:00Thank you for not letting your son run wild in the...Thank you for not letting your son run wild in the church. I spent some time last night asking the apparent parent less children at our Branch party to stop running in the church. Reverence in all we do is a Christmas message worth your efforts. <BR/><BR/>By the way it is a family tradition to not remember who old you are. If you need to know I will tell you. <BR/><BR/>Fudge, home made fudge for Christmas. Lets make some when you come home. You can give it to your husband. <BR/><BR/>Children don't expect what they have not yet experienced. A mothers need to give her child Christmas packages comes from her own memories. You have a wonderful opportunity to make Christmas about Christlike gifts, and gratitude for the necessities of life. It is a blessing not to have everything you want without years of effort. <BR/><BR/>Your parents had nothing to give you when you were two years old. You survived and blessed them with your wonderfulness. The third child got the bouncing horse your parents wanted for you. After 30 years your mother got a chair she always wanted. <BR/><BR/>New socks and underpants were always a blessing remember. One Christmas my children came home from school after Christmas vacation to tell us their class mates had gotten TV sets for their bed rooms. I was so grateful they were the kind of a people who were thankful for the necessities of life. That attitude has been a life long blessing in their lives. <BR/><BR/>My parents often gave us oranges and horehound candy because they were treats from their childhood. Horehound candy is nasty stuff but it made my parent feel they had shared the joy of their own childhoods. I felt that if I provided glass candy dishes full of chocolates the magic and joy of my childhood Christmas mornings would pour into your life. Remember it is the small and simple things that make the BIG difference.Larkhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01195497068139848064noreply@blogger.com