One afternoon I got a lovely phone call from my mother in law. The children had stopped by to visit her while she was cleaning and sorting through her Christmas decorations. She was down sizing and offered each of the children to choose a favorite something to take home if they wanted. Nearly all of them chose one or two (or more) of her nutcracker collection.
I had no idea that these were a treasured part of their Christmas memories and they all wanted to bring that home with them. I will have to admit that I had no idea how I was going to display the nutcrackers as I have kept my Christmas collection primarily on nativities.
However when I made the big announcement after Thanksgiving that I wasn't going to decorate for the holidays, Arnold quickly took matters into her own hands and this beautiful nutcracker display happened overnight. The boys are eager to tell me which ones they chose and way. Dash tells me nearly every day that all the tiny guys are his.
Tank chose the one-eyed soldier because he didn't think it was fair for the injured nutcracker to be thrown away because of his imperfection.
Thank you Mutti for sharing your treasures with us. We love you.
When I thanked Arnold for all her hard work and said we were done once again, a little person squeaked, "but what about the nativities?" Arnold looked at me and lovingly chastised me for not wanting to make Christmas as magical for the the little people as I had for them. She was right. I am tired and there are things that I'm tired of doing after all these years, but for my little people it's their first time. I want them to have the same kind of life their older sibling had. No matter how tired I am I will try and give them that.
It's been a beautiful Christmas season.