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My Visit with Santa Claus

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For some children, getting their picture taken with Santa is a yearly event.  I only had my picture taken with Santa once when I was a child, probably because we didn’t have very much money, but I don’t feel like I missed out at all.  The one picture I do have is darling – at least to me.

“My” Santa had a real beard, and was a kind and jolly-looking fellow – a great emissary for the real Santa.  I was around 4 years old when this photo was taken, and I was clearly happy to see Mr. Claus. He, in turn, was probably happy to have a non-screaming and non-squirming child on his lap!

I had exactly one “fancy” dress back then, this light blue one, but didn’t have the fancy shoes to go with it.  Had I not cropped the photo when I made this scrapbook page years ago, you’d see my scuffed, everyday brown leather shoes peeking out from the hem of my dress.  I loved to dress up as a girl (still do, I suppose), and though this dress/shoes combo was a definite fashion faux pas, I was too young and innocent to know better.  I was just thrilled to be wearing my special dress for my visit to Santa.

This year I had my picture taken with Santa at my office holiday party, but opted not to publish it here on my blog. My inner child and I are very close, which is why I had the picture taken at all, but pictures with Santa aren’t as cute when you’re over five feet tall and it’s no longer proper to sit on his lap!  So this picture from years past will stand in for both past and present.  After all, much of the wonder, joy and excitement contained in that little girl of four still lives inside me today.

My next post will come on Sunday, after Christmas has come and gone, so I’ll wish those of you who celebrate this holiday a very Merry Christmas.  And to those of you who celebrate something else entirely, I hope you enjoy this Saturday as well.

As the year is winding down I’d like to take a moment to thank you for reading my blog.  Thank you, too, for any comments and/or kind words you may have shared since my blog’s launch in August of this year.  I’m glad you’re keeping me company, and appreciate your kind words and feedback.

Warm regards,
Melody

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Letting My Inner Child Out to Play: Hot Chocolate with Marshmallows

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Having hot chocolate was such a treat when I was a little girl, especially on cold, rainy days.  One of my favorite parts of the cup of steaming hot chocolate was the addition of marshmallows.  I’d prod the sweet, white pillows with my spoon, helping them dissolve into the chocolate.  The resulting beverage was that much sweeter and creamier.

Now that I’m an adult, my hot chocolate is generally marshmallow-free.  Because I don’t drink coffee I usually order hot chocolate when I go to Starbucks.  It’s tasty, as is the whipped cream they float on the top, but it’s certainly not the same thing as hot chocolate served in a ceramic mug and sprinkled with marshmallows.

The majority of hot chocolate I consume these days is made at home, but the marshmallows are nowhere to be seen. My husband makes delicious Mexican hot chocolate using Abuelita brand chocolate, and we forgo the marshmallows and dunk Mexican sweet bread (pan dulce) into our chocolate instead.  It’s scrumptious!

I’ve embraced this new version of hot chocolate, as I’ve embraced so many of my husband’s family’s traditions, but will always keep a special place in my heart for the hot chocolate of my youth.  Rich, warm, punctuated by the sound of rain and a dotting of marshmallows, this nostalgic beverage will always be a special treat – if only in my memories.

Warm regards,
Melody

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Letting My Inner Child Out to Play: Coloring

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I’ve always loved to color, and  I still love to color.  Coloring simultaneously engages the senses and relaxes and calms the mind.  And though coloring would benefit a lot of the adults out there, coloring is usually enjoyed by those whose ages are in the single digits.

Crayons and coloring each hold icon status when it comes to being a child in mainstream U.S. culture.  From the time we can grip those waxy sticks of color in our hands, coloring is King – up to a certain point.  Eventually cast aside in favor of more “grown up” activities, coloring is relegated to nostalgic flashes of the mind.

I’m not ready to let go of it though, and often color and draw on the “tablecloth” at Macaroni Grill.  The white butcher paper and the two crayons they leave on the table are an open invitation to my inner child – one she always accepts.

My Colorific Splurge

I recently purchased some “coloring supplies” and took a few minutes to become one with a brand-new pack of Crayola Crayons and a Sesame Street coloring book.  I love the singular smell of the crayons and the toothy surface of the coloring book’s pages, and allowed my mind to wander as they crayons danced across the pages.

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I colored the page on the right with my right hand (my dominant hand) and the page on the left with my left hand.  The page on the right is a bit neater, and struggling for control with my left made me feel like an uncoordinated kid again.

Getting back to basics and s-l-o-w-i-n-g  d-o-w-n for a spell turned the few dollars I spent on my coloring-related goodies into a bargain.  Please consider treating your inner child to a few minutes of coloring, simplicity, and relaxation.  It will benefit you both – I just know it!

Warm regards,
Melody

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Letting My Inner Child Out to Play

Welcome to my newest monthly feature!  Designed to combat the oh-so-serious grind that life can easily become, I’ll be partaking in something sweet, silly, fun or fantastic that I enjoyed as child on a monthly basis.  (Or maybe some things that I wanted to enjoy as a child but never actually did.)

Don’t get me wrong: my inner child isn’t on lockdown – she’s out and is mucking about pretty regularly.  But she definitely doesn’t get to play nearly as much as she’d like – as much as I’d like.  Sure, I’m silly, playful, don’t take myself seriously, wonder at nature, and appreciate the little things.  However, I also get wrapped up in a lot of adult things, like sticking to a crazy-busy schedule, working, paying bills, grocery shopping, other things that take up so much of my time.

So here I go, ambling forward and holding hands with my little girl self, because taking time to experience fun and joy should always be on my spirit’s “list” of things to do…

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Letting My Inner Child Out to Play: BUBBLES!

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Bubbles have always brought me joy – whether I’m blowing them, or whether they’re gifted to the wind by someone else’s breath.  Their mobility, their unpredictable nature, and the subtle but gorgeous colors that glaze the soapy spheres: all these qualities combine to make my heart dance with happiness.  Simple things make me happy, and for that I’ll be eternally grateful.  Oh, and I love that the bubble wand has remained the same since I was a kid – after all, it’s been a “few” years.

I hope you’ll let your inner child out to play in the coming months.  Please post a comment and let me know if you do…

Warm regards,
Melody

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