The Magic of Santa

Despite my unwillingness to brave lengthy lines for the quads to see Santa, we’ve managed annual visits.  It helps that he makes an appearance at our local mothers of multiples Christmas party, which is where we’ve had our rendezvous the past two years.  This year, Sydney and Mason were willing to sit on Santa’s lap, but neither would chat.  I had to sit beside Santa for Harper and Rylin to approach him, and thankfully they obliged me for a picture.

At the ripe old age of three, Rylin is becoming a rather precocious sceptic.  When Bop, our Elf on the Shelf, appeared she informed everyone he was “Just a decoration.”  Sigh.  I haven’t gone out of my way to conjure up fantasies for her, but I’m not letting the magic slip away either.  I’ve been successful at turning all questions back on her, and in recent days she’s been weaving all sorts of magical stories about Santa and his North Pole cottage.  Yesterday I had to bite my lip when Rylin proclaimed that because Bop was facing away from her, he couldn’t see if she was naughty.  Today she was worried about the unseasonal warm weather we are having in Texas because, “Santa won’t come unless there’s snow, Mama.”  Despite my explanation that Santa lives where it snows and travels anywhere, poor girl is still worried he won’t come to Texas.

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Those who don’t believe in magic will never find it.
-Roald Dahl

Dearest Rylin, I hope you’ll always find a touch of magic in your days.  I promise, it makes life a bit sweeter.

hugs,

Amber

Annual Sit with Santa

When the quads were infants, we were on lock down due to their premature immune systems.  Although I wanted them to have keepsake pictures with Santa, it wasn’t worth the risk of taking them out in public.  Even lock down couldn’t keep Santa away from the babies.  He surprised us with a visit and we captured some adorable keepsake pictures.

Santa watching over sleeping babies

Last year, we were still hesitant to take them to wait in long lines and still had lingering fears of germs.  Santa was kind enough to drop by our house for a second visit.

Santa

I think we’ll always worry a little about germs (the mere thought of FOUR sick kids is horrible), but we are letting go of them to experience the world.  This evening they had an opportunity to visit with Santa at our mothers of multiples Christmas party.  I’ve seen the classic kids wailing on Santa’s lap pictures, and wondered what the quads would do this year.  They didn’t grin for the camera, but not one tear was shed.  They treated Santa just like everyone else we meet.

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Santa wasn’t satisfied with just visiting the children, and insisted Mom and Dad have a chat too.

family picture with Santa

 

Hugs,

 

Amber

Special Helper

Since the arrival of the crew, it’s been difficult to manage everyday things that involve leaving the house.  Basic home maintenance is manageable, but running around town is a feat.  We never enjoyed errands before, but it was nice to go together to take care of mundane things like grocery shopping and oil changes.  Now, any type of errand happens when one of us is en route from work to home in the evening.  This is after one of us worked a full day outside the home while the other contended with four babies all day and witching hour is looming.  Needless to say, many errands take a backseat to sanity.  Yesterday some special friends, Billie and Bob volunteered to care for the crew so George and I could take care of errands together.  We arranged it so we would get the babies late morning feed done, dart out, and get back for the late afternoon feed.

When Billie arrived at the door, she stood alone as she glumly stated, “I’m really sorry, Bob wasn’t able to come with me today.”  I looked back at her with a tinge of dismay.  I was sad to hear Bob couldn’t make it, but I felt even worse to leave Billie on her own with the quads.  She is totally capable of the challenge, but I felt guilty to ask her to stay alone.  I think she relished this quick tease as she brightly announced, “But I brought a special helper instead.”  I thought perhaps Billie brought one of her daughters along, but there was no sign of either of them.  All of the sudden, Santa popped from around the corner of the house with a big a”Ho Ho Ho” and a twinkle in his eye!  I don’t think I’ve been so excited to see Santa in over two decades.

Many have asked if we’d take the babies to see Santa for their first Christmas and the answer has always been a resounding, “NO WAY!”  Not that we don’t want them to see Santa because it is a very special Christmas.  It’s just that it would be excruciating to wait in line with four infants.  Then, we would have to attempt to shield them from the bazillion germs finding sanctuary on Santa’s crimson suit.  I would undoubtedly be the insane lady who doused Santa with two cans of Lysol and slathered his arms with GermX.  I am fully aware that the babies haven’t the foggiest idea who Santa is and haven’t the slightest desire to meet him just yet.  However, it is their first Christmas and I thought skipping Santa was almost a travesty.  However, I knew skipping our first Santa visit was all in the name of good health.  At the same time a tinge of jealousy ran through me knowing how a few of our quad friends had private visits from Santa this year.  Thanks to the coordinated efforts of Bob and Billie, the babies were able to meet Santa this year.  I hope they look back at our special pictures in years to come in awe knowing Santa made a special visit at our house when they were so small.

A year ago I never would hava imagined we would have EIGHT stockings hanging along our mantle.  We used a curtain rod and brackets to hand them instead of stocking holders.  It worked great for so many stokings.

A year ago I never would have imagined we would have EIGHT stockings hanging along our mantle. We used a curtain rod and brackets to hand them instead of stocking holders. It worked great for so many stockings.

Santa sees you when your sleeping (Rylin and Harper) and he sees when your awake (Mason and Sydney).

Santa sees you when your sleeping (Rylin and Harper) and he sees when your awake (Mason and Sydney).

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That is a lot of babies for Santa!

That is a lot of babies for Santa!

Sydney kept tugging at Santa's beard.  Here she has a handful of it!  When I put the girls to bed, I found wisps of Santa's beard wrapped between their tiny fingers.

Sydney kept tugging at Santa’s beard. Here she has a handful of it! When I put the girls to bed, I found wisps of Santa’s beard wrapped between their tiny fingers.

Everyone gathered around Santa.

Everyone gathered around Santa.

Rylin and Santa

Rylin and Santa

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Mason and Santa

Mason and Santa

Sydney and Santa

Sydney and Santa

Hugs!

Amber