Asking for what you want

I was recently at a birthday party for a dear friend of ours. Santa Claus was there. My two year old fell in love. Not only did he scream "Santa Claus" about a zillion times, he ran over and held him. Yes, held him. He just wrapped his arms around him and held Santa. It was uncanny to say the least. At that moment, I realized what an impact Christmas had on this little guy. I decided we were going to stay home Christmas Eve. We usually travel Christmas Eve to see family. We get home just in time to eat dinner, leave cookies out for Santa and then off to bed. I knew this was not going to be well received by the family. I am lucky enough to work with a group of amazing women. We have devotions every morning together. So with a heavy heart I headed to our daily devotions. I sobbed as I told them how I felt like I had started trouble with my decision. My brilliant boss told me "asking for what you want is not starting trouble." This year, I am asking for my family to be together in our home for Christmas Eve. I feel like I can take a deep breath. Phew, that being said.....I came home with the kids in tow to find our Christmas tree on the floor. HA! Ornaments shattered everywhere. I have had some of these ornaments for 10 years. It was actually kinda funny. I managed to laugh it off. And, I got to decorate the tree with the salvaged ornaments. The kids wanted nothing to do with it. So I brewed myself a cup of tea, turned on my fav, Ray Lamontagne, and decorated. This Christmas go ask for what you want....you heard me, now go!