Missing: MAGIC

"You better watch out,
You better not cry."

-- Santa Claus is Coming to Town



I absolutely love wrapping gifts. I love picking bows and stickers and tags... paper and bags and tissue paper...


After I finished up tonight, I thought about Zoe sleeping in a bed far, far away. I am happy that Santa will know to get her gifts to North Carolina, but there's something really big missing in her house here, and that is the anticipation that is Christmas with kids. That electricity that practically pulses through the house. Jacob will be here with me in the morning, but at 1 year old, he doesn't understand wrapping paper, let alone that some big guy is covered with soot after cleaning out our chimney.

When I talked to Zoe tonight, she was about to make cookies to leave for Santa. I could tell she would rather be doing anything else than talking to Mom at that moment.

I am truly happy for her, and happy that her dad will get to remember the glory of getting whacked in the head before the sun comes up to see what Santa brought. But this Christmas, I will be thinking of her, and wishing she was here to share the magic with Jacob.

And Mommy.

Good night, my little girl. Mom is hoping for all the best for you this Christmas.