Hunter and Chloe chose "The Grinch Who Stole Christmas" as a diversion, when Hunter was not feeling well, the other morning. Leave it to Dr. Seuss to afford me fodder for winding down Twenty-Eleven. Jim Carrey did a fantastic job of giving life to the confused Grinch, as the ultimately-lovable character found his way into our hearts. Grab a couple of children and together be reminded of what we already know so very well:
"And the Grinch, with his Grinch-feet ice cold in the snow, stood puzzling and puzzling, how could it be so? It came without ribbons. It came without tags. It came without packages, boxes or bags. And he puzzled and puzzled 'till his puzzler was sore. Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn't before. What if Christmas, he thought, doesn't come from a store. What if Christmas, perhaps, means a little bit more."
When the popcorn was gone and the movie at its end, four-year-old Miss Chloe firmly announced,
"Now that's the Christmas spirit!"
With her sweet conclusion in mind, I note that it has been an incredible year. G-d willing, I'll see y'all in Twenty-Twelve. Thanks so much for your interest in CMI.
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