I love Christmas. Love, love, love it.
I love that there is a radio station that starts playing Christmas music on December 1.
I love that the day after the Hallowe’en crap at the dollar store comes down — ho ho ho, the advantage of a properly timed Thanksgiving — the Christmas crap goes up.
I’ve always loved Christmas, but throw in two little kids, even two kids who have pre-Santa levels of understanding of how the whole season works? That’s gold, Jerry! Gold!
Disclosure: I am also about as Christian as Seinfeld, at least in practice. So my love is a total secular co-opting of a Christian celebration, which is in turn an overwriting of a pagan one, if we’re going to be intellectually honest about it. P once wrote a fantastic song about this; I can’t remember all the lyrics but my favourite lines go something like:
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