She is more aware of what is to come now.
Mama, Christmas is coming. Jesus’ birthday is coming!
Can we sing those songs again? Who is that man in the red suit? Who is he? Mama, Mama, look at all the lights! Look at the trees!
Can we light the tree? Can we look at the lights again? And again? And again?
Mama, look!
Yes, my child.
I love seeing the wonder of this season of Advent through your eyes. I love seeing the wonder of any season through your eyes. You do not hold back. The joy in your heart bubbles up, overflowing from inside you, you can hardly contain yourself… and we are looking at a tree or lights or even a leaf, something so simple as that; oh, but to you these are the most amazing creations in the whole entire world. Yes, they are. I love your passion and your enthusiasm.
May that joy remain in you forever.
Christmas is coming, Little One.
Christmas is always coming.