I wouldn’t call myself the Christmas Grinch, but perhaps I would be close to it.
I have never really been a massive fan of the silly season, where you see severe over – spending, people in the shopping centres going absolutely nuts buying up, scrambling for the last presents - it really does bring out the dog eat dog scenario for some.
I do however, every year, pull out the Christmas tree from the cupboard or in some recent years, spent ridiculous money for a real one, and over an hour, Ethan and I would stand a few metres away from the tree and literally throw the tinsel on, place the decorations, no order and “prettiness” to it – Our Xmas tree would be a McLean shambles! But it was ours and would stand there in the corner of the lounge till Boxing Day.
Because of Ethan’s Autism, for many years he did not have any real concept what Christmas was about, who Santa was and the like, and I guess that also added to the care factor for me around Christmas.
But since little Jack has come along – things are slowly changing in our home, with talks of Santa, Christmas, presents non-stop chatter since hearing the carols everywhere.
I am warming to Christmas.
And our tree this year doesn’t look like a bomb hit it.
Summer is slowly hitting Melbourne. Nothing beats sitting outside, blue skies and checking out the native gum trees. We really are the lucky country.
But we are the city of 4 seasons in one day so who know what our Christmas day will be like this year… stay tuned…
Ethan had his first optometrist appointment the other week to check his eyes out. He has really put in an extraordinary effort in learning to read more and more this year, and it really showed when the optometrist asked on the spot for him to read something off a page testing his eyes. No preparation before hand of what he was going to be made to read out – he did such an AMAZING job!
After the appointment we headed to the local café as a treat for a milkshake and Ethan said, “ Mum, I could read that, reading makes me feel free because I can understand, I’m getting free”. I cried all the way through the shops to the coffee shop. I was so proud!
How do you celebrate Christmas?
Do you love it? Or hate it?
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