An Anderson Christmas

 

Normally, Christmas would have been spent with my side of the family.  This particular Christmas was spent in San Bernardino at my children's father Mike's sister Sarah's home.  After gifts were opened and trash was thrown away, they pulled out Guitar Hero and Karaoke, and the kids, along with their Aunt Sarah played games.  

Feeling Festive

"I heard the bells on Christmas Day / Their old familiar carols play." — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow 

 I felt really bad.; We haven't had a pretty tree in a while. My son Christopher still believes in Santa and we must always have a tree for Santa to put the gifts under. To me, this tree isn't as pretty as I wanted it to be. 

My first complaint is that it's so small. The ornaments were bought in haste, and they were cheap...and they certainly look cheap. This year, I have really been scouring Pinterest and I am in love with minimalist home decor, particularly the color white. It definitely does not look good to me for Christmas. I still like red, gold, and green...and silver bells. 

All that matters is that Christopher is happy with our Christmas tree. And he wanted to take a picture to show me how he's the same size as the tree. 

 After choosing to display the Christmas cards and putting up a tiny faux tree, thus, I took my youngest child, Christopher, for a walk around the neighborhood. We really enjoyed looking at all the holiday lights on everyone's homes and yards. He loved how festive the neighborhood was.

Christmas Shows and Cocoa

I saw a family-friendly event was available for tonight via Facebook.  I was excited so I reminded my whole family we were going to it. 

I dragged my kids' father, Mike, out to a Christmas show.  He really didn't want to go, but I wanted to have a lasting memory with my family.  My daughter is always trying to go with her friends and party.  My older son is always cooped up in his bedroom, playing video games. My youngest son is always excited about doing things and going places outside of the house.

I really wanted my kids to experience a more meaningful Christmas show than the concert we attended.  This one was more religious.  My kids seemed to enjoy themselves, even though it felt like I was pulling teeth out of the older two and their dad.  The Christmas show ended with hot chocolate.  I also ran into my childhood friend, Natascha, but did not get a photo.