Last Christmas we had babies. This Christmas we have kids.
It's been a truly magical day. Frances smiled from the moment she turned the corner in the kitchen and spotted her new toys until the second we tucked her into her crib. She was truly giddy. She loved each new thing she found, but couldn't get over the fact that she had her very own car. She sat in her pink car for most of the day, laughing and playing and babbling.
Barnes was mesmerized by it all. He played with his new toys all day, never once going into the living room to check on his old ones. He cooked in his kitchen for much of the day, and he definitely loved his car and new crayons, but he was obsessed with his new stuffed dog. Barnes drug his dog (which is as big as him) all through the house. He took it on rides in his car. He made it sit on the couch. He hugged it and kissed it and used it as a pillow when he got tired.
Christmas was more wonderful than ever before. It was the kind of day that makes you think, "How could I possibly want more kids? The two I have are so perfect, and they are to such a fun stage." It was the kind of day that makes you think, "How could I possibly not want more kids? The two I have are so perfect, and I would be honored to get to do this whole thing again."
I pray that your Christmas was full of love and wonder. Wonder for your families, your children, your friends, your abundance. And wonder above wonder for the Christ child sent today.
Merriest of Christmases from our family to yours.
|my very own car|
|b and his dog|
|my sweet miracles|