Oh – I am so late with this blog entry! But I have been thinking about it for about two weeks. Because it was two weeks ago that my mom arrived for Christmas. My dad would come the following week, and my in-laws a few days after that. Yes, we had both sets of parents for the holiday.

I haven’t spent a Christmas with my parents in over five years (I think it’s been six years, to be exact, but who’s keeping track?)
Of course each Christmas I think of my parents every day; and call them during Advent more often than regular because I am reminded of them in some way: whether it’s my mom’s Advent program we follow at dinner each Sunday, her Christmas punch (which I just learned this year is actually my grandmother’s Christmas punch!), the spinach dip my dad always makes, or the sugar cookie recipe that my sister and I are convinced my mom changed when she gave it to us, because our dough is always much stickier than Mom’s. (In fact this year my sister asked me if I watched Mom make the cookies to see if she uses the same recipe as us!)

So it was a HUGE treat for me to spend the ten days before Christmas – and the holiday itself – with my parents. I enjoyed shopping with my mom, taking walks with my dad, playing cards, baking, and watching them enjoy being with my children.

My in-laws come to our house each year for Christmas. My husband is an only child, and our children are their only grandchildren. While this might not be ideal to many daughters-in-law, I realized this year how much a part of our (my husband, myself and our children) Christmas celebration my in-laws are. I am REALLY lucky! Not only do I have parents who I treasure, who I miss when they are with my siblings at holidays and who I hope I don’t have to wait another six years to see them at Chrsitmastime, but I have in-laws who I also love, who complete our holiday celebration and who add their own magic to the season.

We are truly blessed and we celebrated and honored all our blessings this Christmas. As my younger son told our Elf on the Shelf, “I want to be with my happy family on Jesus’s birthday….and maybe a few presents.”

He got a few. But I bet he’ll remember the time he spent with his grandparents even more. MERRY CHRISTMAS!