More of the best Christmas gifts ever...

Earlier in the month I posted about my favorite Christmas gift this year. Tonight, I'm back to share more favorites.

It is tradition in our family that I give new pajamas to everyone on Christmas eve. It is one of the very few good Christmas memories I have from my early childhood. So, I always enjoy picking out new jammies and sort of surprising everyone. They expect pajamas, but never know just what I'm going to find for them.

Tonight, the children asked if they could at the same time give out the gifts they've been working hard to make the past few weeks. Since we have a really busy day tomorrow we decided that was a fine idea. I've been helping them and thought I knew everything they had been working on.

I was wrong.

Jerald is working on something, but didn't quite get it finished so I'll have to wait a little longer on that one.

However, Rock and Mag both presented me with gifts that definitely go into the "my favorite things category".

Rocklin gave me a collection of his drawings...all of them military aircraft. Here's the first one:




He also painted his first portrait ever for Kev. It's a portrait of Thomas Jefferson.




Magdalyn is one of the most thoughtful kids I know. She almost always thinks of others before herself. Much of the time the "others" that she thinks of are her brothers. She bakes several times a week and rarely picks her own favorites, choosing instead to bake things her brothers love to eat. She loves them deeply. She sticks up for them fiercely. She understands them when others don't and she accepts them even when she doesn't "get" them.

So, it shouldn't surprise me that her gift to me was made with a couple of her brothers in mind.

Yet it does indeed surprise me. It's not something I ever expected.

A priceless gift that means more to me than you'd ever know by seeing it.

It means more than I could ever express in a few words on this blog.

I have a feeling there are a few readers out there that will understand completely.



A blue Autism awareness pin.

I think this just might be one of the few Christmas gifts that have caused words to escape me and tears to blind me.