Christmas Madness At Grandmas

Children dashing and laughing throughout the mess. Moms and dads trying not to throw away toys As they gather up scads of shredded Christmas wrapping Grandmas begging them to keep the bows. Blinking twinkling Christmas tree looking less magical, Appears shabbier in the morning than it did last night Boys with swords having a dual, chasing each other. One nervous grandma mentioning the danger. Granddads sleeping in their recliners, not hearing any of it Someone yelling “That is your last Christmas cookie!” Her sisters chiding her, making fun, hugging her. Everyone grown up is a kid for a day, with their grown siblings. Christmas at Grandma’s house, nothing like it. Only once a year, making memories for a life time Beef and noodles, scalloped corn, mashed potatoes Five kinds of pies, mints, cookies. Wow! Children watching their parents becoming kids again As their mothers tell them what to do. Not all children, some are sneaking mints and nuts. Homemade Christmas stockings thrown into clumps. Christmas feelings without names More intense than other feelings More personal, more exciting, more magical Christmas. A day to celebrate our Christ Child.