Growing up Christmas was my favourite time of year. I loved it because no matter what was going on, everyone would come together and set their differences aside and celebrate. In my family, all of us getting along was a rarity. Invariably, at some point someone would be mad at someone for something. So I lived for Christmas, it’s such a beautiful time of year. Everything is more potent. The lights, the smells and the spirit.
James will be 7 months on December 11. I’m so excited to share this Holiday with him. I love that everyone will be over and he’ll be surrounded by family. More importantly, I love that growing up, he will (hopefully) not have to deal with the dynamics I did. As he grows older, I look forward to gingerbread houses, baking and Christmas mornings with big breakfasts and lot’s of love.