The grand kids came in time to put the candy inside sandwich bags. Another bag of extra candies for families with children were packed in the box on the opposite side.
Sunday night we were taking that tradition and working with circumstances available to us. No reingoat since we no longer have the cart but who knows, maybe we will have one in the future. I hope so. We did take an Energizer bunny with us. Our three year old bounced up and down boing, boing, staccato style like she was on a Pogo stick, her little tennies blinking as she sang at the top of her lungs, " We wish you a merry, Christmas we wish you a merry Christmas..." or we "Jingle bell, jingle bells,"
By the fifth house when we asked what shall we sing, she replied, " Robin egg!" You know, " Jingle bells, Batman smell, Robin laid an egg, the bat mobile lost its wheel and Joker got away." When we responded, "No." She came back with, " Scooby Do!" After four more houses with her not able to understand why we weren't singing her songs, we gave in at a friends we thought might get a bang out of it. His face when he opened the door to "Jingle bells, Batman smells" was priceless, first shock and then peels of laughter.
the next house I turned to our daughter, mother of the girls, and said, " Now this is Christmas!" and she replied with a huge grin on her face, "Yes, this is Christmas!"
Our grand daughters seemed to be getting caught up in what presents they would be receiving and I wanted to let them experience the sheer joy of giving. It was awesome, like Trick or Treat in reverse.
Tomorrow when they come to stay for the day, we will build nativity scenes with Popsicle sticks and act out the first Christmas story with figurines from a children's nativity set. Now that is what Christmas means to me --giving and remembering Jesus Christ.