What I Love Most About Christmas

There’s one thing I love most about Christmas. And it’s not what you think.

It’s not the gifts.
It’s not the food.

Nope, the thing I love about Christmas the most…is the mess. But that’s because it’s not just any old mess.

I’m talking about the kind of mess that you can only get from mounds and mounds of wrapping paper, of cardboard boxes and tape, of tissue paper and gift bags. Of big pots and pans, and of cookie crumbs.

I think it has to do something with why those messes are made and who they’re made with. That’s what makes it so special.

I celebrated Christmas with my family today. And when my nephew comes over on Monday, we get to do it all over again.

I can’t wait to see what kind of mess we make.