A little photo sorting lead me to the issue at hand…Christmas.
The Christmas I never told y’all about.
I told you about our Palooza on the Eve…but not the actual day of all days.
The morning of Christ’s birth, we set up Will’s gifts under the tree. When Will cried his “I’m AWAKE! Get me OUT!” cry, both Jer & I were bounding in to get him…and we cuddled in our bed for a bit before heading down to see what Santa left.
I found the cozy coupe at Goodwill for $5 (Jer calls it the Flintstone mobile – which is kinda fitting because we were Fred & Wilma for Halloween in oh-eight – so that would make Will our little Bam-Bam if we had adopted him instead of those crazy Rubbles)…
He was a little timid. I think he didn’t think it belonged to him. Our neighbors have one…so he probably thought mama scalped theirs.
Finally – he started to enjoy it.
That’s when he saw the tricycle. He actually was sitting in the cozy coupe, his eyes got big and round and twinkled as he whispered ‘whoa’ under his breath. It was hilarious.
Ran right over and climbed on. He’s still a little too little…but I don’t think he cared whether his feet hit the pedals or not.
And then it was right back to the cozy coupe.
A little beeping and picking at the old stickers.
And then it was right back to the tricycle…
I was shopping with my mom (yeah, at Goodwill) when we spied the Radio Flyer tricycle…it was under $15…and practically brand new. So she got it for Will.
And then it was right back to the cozy coupe. Notice a pattern? Yeah…that’s my life
My parents and Tim came over for Jeremy’s famous christmas waffle breakfast. This is what happens when I say ‘okay – don’t look depressed!” I’d hate to see what would happen if I said “act really excited to eat waffles!”
We opened presents. We laughed. We played Bananagrams. We unloaded stockings. We played cars. We pushed Will in the car. We pushed Will on the tricycle. We pushed peanut M&M’s down our throats. We ate lunch. We laughed when I wanted to take a prayer picture.
Then we did it all over again. It was amazing. perfect. just simple and lovely.
Scenes from our Christmas:
It’s weird to think about Christmas and Valentines in the same brainwave. That’s my life right now…a jumbled up mess. How’s yours? Anyone else out there still thinking about how Christmas photos need downloaded? Oh. great. just me then.