And Jax just loves putting layers on (note the sarcasm). You can just see it on his face. I think he looks like Ralphie's little brother in A Christmas Story.
However, once we were walking through the picturesque streets of Hanover, New Hampshire, white Christmas lights twinkling around every doorframe, wreaths and garlands aplenty, horse-drawn carriages trotting by, we were all feeling a bit more Christmasy and ready for some festive fun.
While we waited for the tree-lighting ceremony, Jax ran around to keep warm. And just because he could. Or maybe just so I couldn't get a decent picture of him.
The tree lighting was neat but, obviously, only lasted a few moments. The real fun was in the running, the bundling, the snuggling, and the friends. Amy and I had told our kids that Santa would be there, and he was; he was just warm and snug in the hotel across the street! The line to see him was ridiculous, so as we were walking by we peered in the window and happened to see Santa with a little girl on her lap! We were psyched because our kids got to see Santa (through the window), they were appropriately impressed, and we didn't have to wait in line/pay/keep them in line when they were hungry and tired/deal with the germs. And to prove that I'm not the cheapest/laziest mother on the planet, when Jax was staring all slack-jawed and awestruck at Santa through the window, I whispered to him, "Do you want to go in and see Santa?" which I was completely prepared to do if he bowled me over with his jubilation. Instead he whispered back as contentedly as could be, "No," and just kept on staring. Apparently Through-the-Looking-Glass Santa is just fine with him!
We're officially basking in the Christmas Spirit up here in Vermont. We can't let a little cold keep our kids from enjoying the miracle of Christmas. And we hope that the extra fresh air might earn us a little extra sleep, too!
It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas!