Once I found out Santa wasn’t real (part of the reason we don’t do Santa in our house), it lost it’s magic. There’s something to be said for childlike innocence and becoming jaded as an adult. I’m trying hard to recapture the magic of Christmas with my children, but it’s mostly just a lot of acting on my part and just enjoying their enthusiasm. We can’t have it all, huh girl?

It does sound magical. I remember baking with grandmother – a cherished memory.

Thanks for reminding me to slow down a bit.