When I was in preschool, I was a wee little bean of confusion who would make questionable decisions once in a while. Wandering around the play structure with a dinky little red trike being my steed in the journey through the play structure(which didn’t take more than two or three minutes give or take). I would come home from school either recalling every single detail of the handful of hours that I was away from home:

“Amma, todayIwalkedthroughtheschooldoorsthenItookthismanystepstothe middleoftheroomthenIputmybackpackawayandthenitwascircletimeandthenI atemysnackwhichwasGoldfishandappleslicesandthenIplayedintheplayground witharedtricyclebutthewheelwasbrokensoIcouldn’tplaywithitanymorebut that’sokay.”

Or I would just silently eat my squishy, pink and purple vitamin gummies(because I absolutely r e f u s e d to eat the disgusting orange flavored ones that tasted like fever medicine and cough drops had a baby).

But aside from my exceptionally peculiar childhood habits(that I sometimes conduct now)preschool had introduced many new things that I wasn’t familiar with.

Like Christmas.

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Now I don’t personally remember this at all, but my parents told me on multiple occasions that we started celebrating Christmas because I came out of preschool one day asking, “What will we do for Christmas?” Which ended up with a little Christmas tree in our apartment and me obviously not remembering the rest of it. But I do really appreciate my parents continuing our own little Christmas traditions, and even expanding it for my two younger siblings.

And to be honest, as a big sister I finally understand why they did that. And it’s to see the joy on their little faces when witnessing the lighting of a hand decorated tree, eating a Christmas cookie, and opening gifts that were placed under the tree.

With that said, Christmas is tomorrow, and I’m pretty excited. But everyone celebrates the holiday differently, or doesn’t celebrate at all which is perfectly acceptable. But today I was set to work delivering little gifts to each of our neighbors and honestly, the overall experience was just so heartwarming and felt like being wrapped in a warm hug.

My favorite part of birthdays and holidays overall, are giving little things to the people I’m close to. I particularly enjoy making and putting everything together, and delivering them to whoever they are set to. And it’s the best feeling in the world to give that happiness from your own heart to someone else.

In that case, I hope everyone has a wonderful holiday, and spends this precious time with the ones you cherish most. And give them an extra loving hug. On my order. Cause with this season, everyone needs just a pinch more sugar and spice, and a heaping of everything nice.