A mum at Christmas.

A Christmasy mall I visited in Melbourne.

Do you know what? I love Christmas. Not just 'Oh yeah,  I love Christmas'. I luuuuuuurve Christmas. It's my favourite thing ever.

You know what  is even more special? When you go from just being you and loving Christmas, to loving Christmas and sharing it with your own children.

Yesterday we went in to our local shopping centre, and the Christmas decorations were up. Not just in the department stores, but in the actual centre itself! Trees, wreaths, lights. Everything.

My heart skipped a bit, and did a little flutter.

It may have been to the beat of jingle bells.

But what made it more special? Watching the kids gush and ooh and ahh. And chat excitedly to each other about what their favourite part of Christmas is.

Tilly singing Christmas carols in the trolley, while Darcy interrogated me on what we'll be eating Christmas day and if we'll have pudding or not.

Watching the kids feel as excited about Christmas is just the best ever. I love it and it brings tears to my eyes.

Which is funny. Because I'm just like my mum. And my Grandma. Ok and let's be honest, my Dad. And I know only too soon my own children will be laughing about how I cry at Christmas too.

And that's what it's like to be a real mum. Isn't it?

Have a Happy Day. x