The festivities are in full swing here at the Hansen home! I can't believe there are only 4 days until Christmas! This season has just flown by...and I've loved every minute of it.
First thing Will and I do every morning is turn on our Christmas lights on the Christmas tree and the banister lights. It makes the whole house feel warm and cheery. Next we make ourselves breakfast while listening to an assortment of Christmas tunes...which I belt out at the top of my lungs and Will is nice enough to giggle at me...or he just enjoys seeing how silly mom can be;)
Thanksgiving Point does an awesome job spreading holiday cheer with their drive through lights, live reindeer, ice sculpture shows, tree lot, Santa Clause sightings, and much more. It's been so nice living close to Thanksgiving Point and enjoying these activities. The Bergers and The Mayfields joined us one Monday evening for a family night of reindeer sightings and tree lot pictures!
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| William and I checking on Prancer and Vixen on loan from the North Pole |
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| Our Family Of Three |
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| The Bergers |
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| i.love.Christmas.trees |
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| love my little munchkin |
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| The Berger Clan |
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| Kisses for Livvy Girl |
Though the commercial side of Christmas is very fun I've really been trying to delve closer into the TRUE meaning of Christmas this year. When I received the December edition of the Ensign I made it a goal to read through the entire selection of stories & talks{I am proud to say that I have almost completed this goal}. The first morning that I made this goal I had had a very rough night with Will. He was up every hour...by 7 am he was up and ready to go for the day...needless to say I wasn't in quite the same spirits. I was angry and tired and feeling very sorry for myself. My poor husband who tries so hard to help in any way possible received the brunt of my ill temper. He went off to work and I stewed in my emotions. Thankfully, I remembered my goal of reading one publication a day from the Ensign. I cozied Will and I up on the couch with a big blanket and grabbed the Ensign to approach our first talk by Dieter F. Uchtdorf entitled 'Fill the World with Christ's Love'. This particular talk pricked my heart in just the very way it needed to be pricked that day. It discussed the true meaning of Christmas and of a special Christmas where a member of the church recounts the story of helping a family in need one Christmas season. When the member arrived at the small apartment he found a single mother with four small children. The needs of the family were so great that the mother could not provide any treats or presents for her children at Christmas...not even a tree. When the member asked the small six-year-old boy what he wanted for Christmas the boy replied that he wanted oatmeal. The story goes on to have a very happy ending where members in the ward were able to supply the family with a Christmas tree, gifts, food, and the little boy received a big box of oatmeal. After finishing that story I just sat in tears thinking of how ungrateful I had just been. Here I was sitting in a cozy house with a beautiful baby boy that was happy & healthy. I have the most patient, loving, and caring husband who makes me so happy. He is my rock! I have family and friends who care and love my family deeply. I have the gospel in my home and a worthy priesthood holder who I can call on for blessings. I have the Savior and his infinite atonement. He has felt every sleepless night that I have felt, every sore muscle ache, and he is the one who enables me to get through those tired days with just a little of his grace. Will and I said a prayer of thanks to our Heavenly Father for the many blessings that we did have and asked him to help make our day a great one. After I changed my attitude and perception my day instantly became brighter!
This Christmas season I have gotten to know my Savior more personally. That is the point of Christmas...to come unto Christ. I love my Savior. I know that he atoned for me. I celebrate his birth this Christmas and know that he lives. He.Is.The.Gift.
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