The wonderment of a child


There are songs with this theme within their words. It's true. A child, like no one else, is mesmerized at Christmastime. There is so much to see, so much to do, so much to eat, so much to take in. Especially if, like Gardner, a child is taking it all in for the first time. (We are counting this year as his "first" Christmas, since his 2-1/2 month-old-self was unaware of the activities last holiday season.)

I see it in his face when we're at the mall and he sees Santa Claus waving at him from his throne-looking chair. I see it when he points upward at a storefront tree, decked out in lights. "Teee!" he cries. I see it when he squats down to peer at all of the presents underneath the branches....somehow knowing he's not to touch them till the 25th.

The wonderment, the naivete, the innocence is so pronounced. It rubs off on me, and I know it rubs off on others....even the scrooges. I saw it today as he made a lady behind us in line break into smile, replacing the holiday-rush frown that formerly adorned her visage.

I believe I really like Christmas through a child's eyes.

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