In these days of air Christmas, I pleasantly discovered and savored the family atmosphere ...
And I do not speak of dinners or lunches with the whole family, but of affection and serenity that you breathe in a small family like mine.
Dall'antivigilia my husband is on leave and take care of children, while I continued to go office. On my return to the 13, the house was full of joy that you only see in movies.
The smell of lunch waiting for me, the kids who I am inundated with news about enjoy during the morning, lunch together (never happens to us if not to eat together on Sundays at noon), sipped coffee, chatting ... And the afternoon at our disposal, projects invariably jump because the kids once got up from naps, or do not want to go out or have some cardboard to watch on TV ...
On Christmas Day, to put it all together and return home on foot, while Gloria and Peter humming Jingle Bell (learned to recite asylum) ... And evening of 31, a wonderful dinner: pasta with tomato sauce and roasted chicken! A toast at midnight from the balcony watching the fireworks fired from the neighbors, making sure the kids do not wake up and the dog is not afraid ...
And wake up the morning of 1 wishing Happy New Year ... With lots of toast for lunch (well ... there we rebuilt: Cappelletti soup, pig's trotter with lentils, sweet and sparkling pandoro).
Not to mention the revival of the 25 ... The children who run out of bed and before you even open the presents that control the reindeer of Santa Claus' appreciation of the carrots and dry bread ... And the wonder and joy to discard the huge boxes and find just the gift that had requested ... How nice to see the happiness in their eyes!
And there are winter sports and trips to the tropics to compensate all this harmony, this peace, this heat that my family gives me ...
And I discovered with pleasure, because now the children begin to grow, appreciate and understand the gestures, as do the tree and the crib all together and present these creations to all those who come to visit at home. Peter gets up every morning, drink the milk and then runs to turn on the lights for the crib and tree ... "Why, Mom, it's Christmas and the lights are lit," and Gloria that after discarding his gift is to look down the window and says, "But why did not bark when Bau tonight Santa Claus arrived with his reindeer? "
E 'beautiful, it is wonderful to live in everyday your children and your husband ... with all the little problems that a large family involved, with the bad days, nerve cells, ... But those happy with the certainty that every night when I go to give them a kiss goodnight, I see my children calm, asleep in their beds with who knows what dreams for the head. ... A wonderful husband and a I love and that person next to me (more mental than physical ... but I can not be jealous of a truck ...), who tries in every way to make me happy, who loves his children, which does not miss them nothing, or perhaps too "generous" with regard to their whims ... A man who over backwards for her family ... And when night falls sick, he always manages to devote his time to make us smile ...
What if I do not thank fate for what I had, what I have now and what I hope I will in the future ... ?
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