It should be mandatory for every adult in the world to spend the week before Christmas break in schools. Not only to experience the chaos…the squealing, running, chatty, messy chaos (and that’s just the teachers), but to feel, to remember what it’s like to be a child. The children go to another place, a world adults forget about when they grow up. Children live in a perpetual realm of giddiness this time of year. It’s exhausting but it’s also infectious. Every adult should get to experience that kind of giddiness at least once more in their lifetime.
In the midst of utter pandemonium, here are some of the things I heard over the week:
Little boy, age 6 – “I have ballet stuck in my head! When I get home, my daddy’s going to ground me.”
Funny girl, age 6 – “When did people get in color? Like not gray anymore? I saw an old picture and people used to be gray.”
Too smart for me boy, age 6 – “Who first started using money…not just trading stuff?”
Precious girl, age 6 – “That sounded like two snowflakes singing together.”
Inquisitive girl, age 6 – “Who made the Earth? I know God, but like who did the landscaping?”
And last but not least, after receiving a precious homemade card from a little girl…a handwritten card with a beautiful Christmas tree and lights and a star in the sky, I find another note folded up inside. She pointed to it and said, “It’s a zombie map, so if you need to get away from zombies.”
Merry Christmas, everyone! I hope you all have a wonderful Christmas filled with love and laughter.