Meaning of Christmas

"Maybe Christmas," he thought, "doesn't come from a store. Maybe Christmas... perhaps... means a little bit more." —Dr. Seuss

I read this quote not too long ago...and can't stop thinking about it. Now that Jackson is older, he's starting to talk about God. His favorite grace at dinner is Johnny Appleseed...and he knows all the words. The other day at nap time, he was walking around his room and saying, "thank you God." But how do you explain God to a 2 year old? He will ask if God is here. When we say yes, he looks around, puzzled and asks where. The abstract continues to be abstract. Jackson knows baby Jesus is born at Christmas, and it's a challenge to help him understand that Christ is why we have Christmas...not the presents. So in our house, we're working on remembering why we have Christmas. The wonderful gift of Christmas, and trying to see it through the eyes of our children. It's exciting and challenging!

Enough of the deep stuff...Addison's first top tooth has cut through, and it looks like her second one should pop in the next couple of days. Hopefully when than happens, she will go back to sleeping more than just a few hours at a time at night. That sure is getting exhausting. Jackson and Addison have started playing "walk the dog." Jackson will hold Addison's collar and tell her to "come on dog, let's go." He will walk and she will crawl along next to her. It's really very cute.

We've been doing a potty count down...and this coming Saturday we are going to venture seriously into the world of potty training. We'll see how it goes...any and all suggestions are welcome.