Well, guys. Christmas is upon us. I am finally feeling better, officially in my second trimester, and at the height of my hormonal potential. I am generally a cryer but pregnancy takes it to a whole new level. Advent and approaching Christmastime has taken my "tender state" to another, whole new level. It's been pretty exhilarating time for the immediate members of my family, I'm sure. I figure it would only be right to spread the joy to you all. Because I missed you, I really did.
So, here are my go-to Christmas Weepables. In no particular order.
1. Christmas Flash Mobs.
The students from Thomas Aquinas College went into a nearby mall and sang glorious Christmas carols. They filmed it and I watched it and I CRIED MY EYES OUT. N*joy.
2. Speaking of N*Joying things, the N* Sync Christmas Album
has been making me cry. Really. The opening notes of "Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays" brings with it an unstoppable wave of early 2000's nostalgia and tears. Tears (not joking). I am just going to go ahead and embed it right here because it's that important.
3. An Orange for Frankie
This freaking book. I seriously wept while reading this to my now mildly traumatized children. Particularly at the end. I wept. This is not an understatement. It was horrible. Do you have this book? Is it possible to ever read it without crying? I don't believe you.
4. The Little Fir Tree
Um, once again. Spoiler alert but you cannot give me a little boy who cannot walk and a father who hunts him down his own Christmas Tree in the snowy wilderness and not expect crying. I hate it so good! (You need to own both of these books, by the way. They are so wonderful/awful.)
5. Every Christmas Book.
I am realizing that just naming individual books here is probably a waste of my time and your time. Pretty much every book we have read this season has made me cry to varying degree with the exception of Mr. Willowby's Christmas Tree . That and the one where all the woodland creatures stuff themselves into the red mitten. That one is pretty safe, too. Maybe I am heartless after all. Add all the movies into this cry category, too. I can't think of one that doesn't make me cry at some point... (Elf- when they sing in the streets at the end and Buddy's dad joins in and everyone truly believes. Home Alone- when Kevin meets the scary neighbor at the church while his granddaughter is singing. Love Actually- all of it. Etc, etc)
6. The fake snow at Disneyland.
This experience has yet to come to pass, but it will. We decided to take our kids to Disneyland this year as our gift to them. So on the evening of the 27th, when you are nuzzled up with a hot drink, gazing out at real snow. Know that I will be packed in a crowd on Main Street, U.S.A, listening to lame-ass "Christmas is the season of wonder"-type music being pumped out on loudspeakers while soap suds fall from the sky. And think of me.
I will be crying.
If I'm not able to give you a real "Merry Christmas!" tomorrow after we have forced our kids to pose together for a photo before mass, then Merry Christmas, everyone. Truly. Merry Christmas!