Twas the week before Christmas...

One week to go until Christmas.  We were pretty good about getting the decorations up and going this year, but somehow it still seemed to sneak up on me a little.  I have to admit, I LOVE the holidays!  From Thanksgiving through New Years.  I look forward to everything about them.  The food, the smells, the colors, the feeling, the music (yes, I am one of those annoying people that love Christmas music, but I do reserve playing it until the day after Thanksgiving).  I love to sit quietly, all cuddled up, and listen to

Turning Three

Where does the time go?!?!
It feels like yesterday that we brought our beautiful new son home.  We waited for years for him, and now he was ours.  I remember the awkward feeling the day after we brought him home, not knowing what to do with him other than stare at him lovingly and hold him as much as possible.  Soon he was rolling, then crawling, and walking.  A few garbled words turned into sentences and songs. Although I admit I might be just a tad biased, his imagination and intellect is astounding.  He is growing up before our eyes.  I might not have noticed it so keenly if we hadn't had another baby. I am both overjoyed and melancholy about how much he is growing up.  If only time could stand still a little longer each day so that we might be reminded to look a little harder, and enjoy the little blessings a bit more.