"Happy Merry Christmas!"
Lance used to say this when he was a baby. And then Troy followed suit.
Maybe it was because they were so cute. Maybe it was because it sounded so heartfelt. Or maybe it was because it was usually accompanied with a shy smile and large shining eyes. For whatever reason, nobody (us included) had the heart to correct my two boys.
Lance is now a five-year-old who eschews baby talk, but he still says it.
Troy is a proud big brother to his baby sister, Reanna, but he still says it.
And I know that when Reanna gets older, she WILL be saying it.
In fact, the rest of the household now says "Happy Merry Christmas".
We know it's grammatically incorrect. But somehow, through repeated sayings, it doesn't sound quite as awkward anymore. Lorenzo and I now find ourselves saying it like it's the most natural thing on earth.
And so, from our family to yours, my husband and I wish you all a
Happy Merry Christmas!
Lance, 5, with Santa.
Troy, 3, with Santa.
Reanna, 6 months, with Santa.
