Christmas time is full of gifts, love and happiness. We have been able to attend a few Christmas parties this month. Cody was thrilled to see Santa at our church party and tell him what he wanted for Christmas. The other night we went out to West Covina to have our annual Christmas party with great grandma Titel and all of the Titel clan. We had a great dinner, fun conversations, the kids played really well together and finally the gifts were given. Cody got a shiny new fire truck that he absolutely loves. We left early to attend another Christmas bash back at home. We got there and the party was in full swing...the kids were all excited for a special visit from Santa. They all sang songs and were full of anticipation for the big man...
And then it happened, Santa showed up with a bag full of presents. All of the kids jumped for joy and crowded around the big man. One by one Santa pulled out a wrapped present and announced who it was for. One by one the kids ran up and sat on his lap and received their gift. One by one...Cody sat patiently waiting to hear his named called and one by one all of the gifts were being handed out. Slowly the bag was getting more and more empty yet Cody sat and waiting so well. Soon there were only a few gifts left and I thought "I can't wait to see Cody's face when his name gets called". Soon there was only one gift left and two children stood waiting to hear their name called...sure enough, it wasn't Cody's. As that happened I sat in horror and looked at my son's face. Confusion, sadness, Cody looked at Santa and looked at the bag that Santa was joking around saying there weren't any more gifts. I didn't know what to do so I called Cody over to me and lifted him on my lap telling him it's okay. I think he was a bit hurt and confused...how could Santa forget him? Luckily a couple of people found him a gift and it was quickly handed to Santa to give to Cody.
We are very grateful to those who were able to find him a gift. Me as a Mother couldn't help but be overwhelmingly sad and disappointed. It was just one of those things that happens, but when it happens to your child it breaks your heart. Cody questioned the whole thing as he looked down and realized that the gift he got was very different from all of the other little boys. We had a little talk with him and tried to explain. It's amazing how kids can pick up on that stuff. We quickly rushed him out to the car to get his brand new shiny firetruck so he could play with the other boys. Thank goodness for Great Grandma Titel!
After the party we went home. Cody questioned again the reason why he didn't get the same toy as the other boys. We took the gift he was given and played with it and let him how cool it was even though it was different from the other boys. He agreed and we had a good time. Thanks again to those who found him the gift and made him feel better.
And then it happened, Santa showed up with a bag full of presents. All of the kids jumped for joy and crowded around the big man. One by one Santa pulled out a wrapped present and announced who it was for. One by one the kids ran up and sat on his lap and received their gift. One by one...Cody sat patiently waiting to hear his named called and one by one all of the gifts were being handed out. Slowly the bag was getting more and more empty yet Cody sat and waiting so well. Soon there were only a few gifts left and I thought "I can't wait to see Cody's face when his name gets called". Soon there was only one gift left and two children stood waiting to hear their name called...sure enough, it wasn't Cody's. As that happened I sat in horror and looked at my son's face. Confusion, sadness, Cody looked at Santa and looked at the bag that Santa was joking around saying there weren't any more gifts. I didn't know what to do so I called Cody over to me and lifted him on my lap telling him it's okay. I think he was a bit hurt and confused...how could Santa forget him? Luckily a couple of people found him a gift and it was quickly handed to Santa to give to Cody.
We are very grateful to those who were able to find him a gift. Me as a Mother couldn't help but be overwhelmingly sad and disappointed. It was just one of those things that happens, but when it happens to your child it breaks your heart. Cody questioned the whole thing as he looked down and realized that the gift he got was very different from all of the other little boys. We had a little talk with him and tried to explain. It's amazing how kids can pick up on that stuff. We quickly rushed him out to the car to get his brand new shiny firetruck so he could play with the other boys. Thank goodness for Great Grandma Titel!
After the party we went home. Cody questioned again the reason why he didn't get the same toy as the other boys. We took the gift he was given and played with it and let him how cool it was even though it was different from the other boys. He agreed and we had a good time. Thanks again to those who found him the gift and made him feel better.
