My Own Mr. Christmas

I have noticed that in my  posts I don't often talk about my husband.  That is about to change.  I don't intentionally leave him out of my posts, but it is by his choice that I not blog about him.  Sometimes though, he can't always get his wish.  This is one of those times.  You see, I am married to a wonderful man who chooses for some unknown reason, to keep his many wonderful qualities quiet if at all possible.  Often though, they slip out-intentional or otherwise.  So let me brag on him a bit if I may.
Christmas can be an extremely stressful time of year for many, women especially.  Often women are the ones who burden the sole responsibility of Christmas; buying and wrapping the presents, decorating, baking, shopping, we do it all. I guess that I get to be counted among the lucky few.  My husband loves Christmas and he helps in many ways.
Beginning the day after Thanksgiving Jim starts getting all of our Christmas decorations out, and trust me when I tell you, that is no small task!  He puts all the exterior lights up, a candle in every window and a wreath on each window.  The exterior decorations can take him days to complete, but he doesn't mind and each year  he tries to improve the display.  He doesn't stop with the exterior of our home either, he help me in any way that he can to decorate the inside of our home too.  This year we have 6 Christmas trees inside our house, all of them are decorated.  We usually have more but because of the room re-arrangement, we were not able to put one up as planned. (Next year!) 
We do a lot of the shopping together and Jim always knows what we are giving to each person.  When our children were younger, we used to get a babysitter and go out to dinner and then to Toys R Us and do most of the shopping for the kids in one fell swoop.  We made a night of it and always looked forward to it.  Now that the kids are older, Jim likes to still have a hand in each gift that we give the kids.  And everyone else on our gft list for that matter.
Yesterday I got home from work to an empty house.  Michelle was working late and Jim had picked up Isabella from school and the two of them had gone off together.  Shopping.  He took her to pick out a few gifts to give to her Mom of her choosing.  She had some ideas and he let her go with them, some were successful and others well, not so much.  But they got the job done and on Christmas morning Isabella will have a few gifts that she can give to her Mom. They also had gone out to dinner, just the two of them.  She was so excited when they got home and couldn't wait to show me what they had gotten!  Tonight I will help her wrap her special gifts. 

My Mr. Christmas, Santa, Bella and our friend Andy

It makes the holidays a whole lot more fun when I know that I can count on my partner to actually be a partner in the whole holiday experience with me.  Truth be told, he is way worse than me! 

He doesn't know when to quit.  But, I love his enthusiasm and I  love his childlike nature about the holidays and I love that he wants to make everyone that he loves feel so loved.  It is a rare and special gift. 

I am truly grateful for one of the best gifts that I have ever been given, my husband Jim.

Merry Christmas, honey!