Caelism of the Day: Christmas Edition

Did you see that?

That, right there?

I didn't see it either.  But if Cael were here, he'd tell you it was Santa.  Even if it wasn't, or if he didn't really see it, you can rest assured that all fingers would be pointing to Old St. Nick.

Even as we ate lunch today in our house without a fire (for the first time in almost three weeks thanks to a broken furnace-- you'll hear more about that next week) Cael was sure he spotted something inside the fireplace.

"Mommy, look at the fireplace!"

"What?  I don't see anything."

"It's Santa's bag!!"

"Remember, honey, Santa doesn't come until Christmas Eve.  And he definitely won't come unless you are asleep."

"No, no!  I'm SURE I saw Santa's bag!"

I tried to assure him that Santa had consulted the calendar before launching a couple of days early, but he could not be dissuaded.  In fact, Cael thought he heard sleigh bells, saw Santa's red hat in the backyard and finally had to check inside the fireplace one last time before heading to bed for his nap.

Just moments ago, as I sat down to write this post, which was slated to be a Christmas send-off to all of you, I could hear him on his monitor as he begged Santa to return.

"Is that you, Santa?  I'm sleeping, yes I'm sleeping!  Come back-- don't forget me!"

I'm pretty sure Cael won't be forgotten Sunday morning, and we won't forget all of you either!  I hope you all have a wonderful Christmas filled with family, friends, food and laughter.  And trains.

May there always be trains. 


(I am taking a few days off to celebrate with our family, but I will be back on Wednesday to let you know if Santa found his way back to Iowa this Christmas.  Of course, if Cael or Graham have some real gems to share, I might post an "ism" or two...  Merry Christmas!)