We listen to Christmas music, too, and I just love the lyrics of Christmas songs. Especially the second or third verses of traditional hymns. Like the third verse of "Hark the Herald Angels Sing:"
Hail the heaven-born Prince of Peace!
Hail the Son of Righteousness!
Light and life to all He brings
Risen with healing in His wings
Mild He lays His glory by
Born that man no more may die
Born to raise the sons of earth
Born to give them second birth
Hark! The herald angels sing
"Glory to the newborn King!"
I love carefully chosen words like these. It's a delight to the ears and the mind.
Friday our plans were rained out (Sally had a soccer game) so we were all able to go to Samuel's Christmas program at his school. Always fun. He couldn't have been more bummed about their first song - he didn't sing, didn't smile, and did about half of the motions - but he came alive for the finale, "We Wish You a Merry Christmas" - the whole song, complete with the figgy pudding verse. (Now he wants to try figgy pudding. That kid.)
Saturday we had a sleepover with some friends here, and Sunday was church then watching the football game with friends. I got to do some baking and some knitting, which makes everything just about perfect. (Pumpkin muffins and chocolate chip cookies, in case you were wondering.)