Hey, December, wait for me!

It’s December 31st.

Explain to me how that happened? I’m pretty sure it was Halloween just five minutes ago. And yet, here we are.

This past month has been ridiculous. Half way into December my shopping wasn’t done (thank goodness for Amazon.ca), nothing was wrapped, I’d watched NO holiday movies and, even worse, I’d done exactly zero baking. ZERO BAKING, you guys.

So I did what any self-respecting Christmas-lover would do. I went on a 48-hour, kitchen-exploding, baking binge. Holiday music alternated with Netflix must-sees like ELF and A Very Murray Christmas (which, incidentally, is NSFKids) while I pumped out shortbreads, ginger molasses and cocoa crinkle cookies, rum balls, butter tarts, cranberry bliss bars, two holiday ring cakes and 150 cake pops rolled, dipped, decorated and wrapped. Now, I’m not suggesting this is the best strategy but it did make for the freshest holiday baking ever.

The next few days leading up to Christmas were a whirlwind of daily, sanity-saving workouts; last-minute shopping with my dad, who was visiting and, of course, work peppered with sick kiddos. Because, why not? I squeezed in my very first viewing of Love, Actually while I was gift wrapping one night but, still — perhaps because the kids were in school right up until the 23rd — it seems that family-holiday-movie time evaded us.

Christmas Traditions Abound in December

Leading up to December 25th we made our annual trek to pick out our Christmas tree. Decorating it is so much fun because each ornament recalls a special memory as it’s hung on the tree. The beautiful wooden crèche my mom gifted me many years ago sits nostalgically on the fireplace mantel in a bed of boughs, lights twinkling around it. We even had our annual “Griswold” Family Christmas with our good friends.

We squeezed in holiday traditions like decorating gingerbread houses (a terrific distraction while Jeff and I wrapped gifts) and cookie decorating with friends. Christmas Eve meant our traditional fondue dinner after mass, Christmas pjs and tracking Santa. Plus, after last year’s green December, this year’s snow was welcome. The kiddos were able to enjoy playing outside, building forts and making an epic snowman — as kids should.

And then, just as quickly as it arrived, Christmas was over. I think I enjoy the anticipation of the days prior the most. There’s a bit of sadness when it’s all over. In fact, just to drag it out a little more, it’s become tradition for the tree stay up until at least January 6th, which, coincidentally, happens to be my birthday.

Extending the Christmas Spirit

The couple of days post-Christmas passed in a state of blissful chaos. I enjoyed napping by the fire, playing games with the kids, hanging out with friends and gradually settling back into the work routine after a couple of quiet days on the social media front. But still no movies. It seems the TV was reserved for basketball or hockey games or rousing dance-offs courtesy of Wii Just Dance 2017. (Yes, we still have a Wii.)

As luck would have it, the kids have a whole other week off so to stave of the stir-craziness, I believe a Christmas movie marathon is in order. We will pop all the popcorn and twizzle all the Twizzlers and binge watch all the holiday faves before they’re gone from Netflix. There really is something for everyone. Some of our top family-friendly choices are Arthur Christmas, ELF, Christmas With the Kranks, How the Grinch Stole Christmas and Casper’s Haunted Christmas.

What’s your favourite Christmas movie? Did you actually have a chance to sit and watch it or will you be doing that this week? It’s not too late!

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Didn’t catch your holiday faves in December? There’s still time!

About Erica

Erica writes with humour and heart about family, #fit40s and living life in the carpool lane. Part-time banker by day and Netflix-addicted-cake-decorator by night, Erica's in-between time is spent dreaming up ways to ruin her kids' lives. Obviously.
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