The family I work for set up their Christmas tree this weekend. I’ve been working for them as their nanny for almost a year and a half. I was here last Christmas and their little boy was just over a year old, he really didn’t understand all about Christmas. Today, as soon as I walked in the door, he hurried to show me all of the ornaments and his little dancing penguins and snowmen. He was such a baby last year and now he is this big boy, who is a quick as they come and picks up on absolutely everything! It’s so hard to believe sometimes. He speaks so well, in full complete sentences, knows his ABCs and numbers. He can even count to 10 in Spanish (due to having a fabulous nanny, of course). It’s just amazing to me how big he has got! I love that little boy so much.

When does that holiday feeling hit you? When the radio starts playing All I Want for Christmas is You and all those other Christmas tunes? Or early around Halloween when all the stores start putting out Christmas things? Maybe the first snowfall of the year? Or when you finally pull out the Christmas tree out of storage (fake one, like my family!) or when you head out to find that perfect tree?