the older i get, the harder i am finding it to get into the holiday spirit. perhaps it’s because the mystery of christmas is gone; because i’m getting older and find things less magical; because the season now comes with snowy and trafficy filled commutes; and most importantly because i no longer get a glorious month long break this time of year. whatever the cause i’m having to dig a little deeper each year to find cheer and holly jolliness. brandon and i got out tree and decked it out with 1600, yes sixteen HUNDRED lights, which helped get me in the spirit. but what really made it feel like the holidays was last friday on the 5th annual dad and emma day.
i’m a sucker for a good tradition, and this one has become one of my favorites. started 5 years ago (you can read about year four here, year three here, and year two here.) my daddy would take a friday off in early december and make the trek up to the big city, and the agenda has remained virtually unchanged. it goes a little something like this: bloody mary’s (& breakfast), barnes & noble to get dad’s calendar, a stop at target to look at christmas decor, macy’s santaland (minus the year the line was WAY too long), cookies from mrs clause’s bakery, starbucks and people watching at the IDS building. it’s the perfect holiday morning.
i am so blessed to have these traditions. and especially now that i don’t get to go home as much, they mean that much more to me. i love my life up in the burbs, but a part of my heart is always home with my family. and every moment we spend together is another memory in the books. no matter how old i get, i will be my daddy’s little princess, and i can’t wait for many more years of dad & emma days to come. love you much daddy! xoxo