Weston's First Christmas Eve!

One year ago this evening, Doug and I sat on our couch as just a couple.  We had a baby on the way, but it was just he and I (and maybe the dogs).  We looked forward to our first Christmas as a married couple, but also wondered what a year from then would be like.  We'd have a six month old baby to play Santa for and it wouldn't be about us anymore.  (I also hoped I wouldn't be nauseous like I was then, but due to the dinner mentioned last night, that doesn't seem to be working out for me.) 

It was because of the miracle that was growing in my belly that we started a tradition that hopefully we will continue for many years to come.  As we sat on the couch, we watched Polar Express, sipped hot chocolate and nibbled cookies.  We gazed at the twinkling lights on the tree and talked about how blessed we were to have presents under the tree and a family that loves us. 

Tonight, before we put out the cookies and milk for Santa and  the carrots and apples for his reindeer, we will sit on our couch with Weston and watch the Polar Express and, if we're feeling better, sip hot chocolate and nibble cookies.  We will also tell Weston that he is a very lucky boy to have presents under the tree and a family that loves him.  Just before bed, we will read him 'Twas the Night Before Christmas.  In the morning, we will take him to the living room to see what Santa brought, fully realizing he's far too young to understand any of this. 

But in a few years? In a few years, these traditions will mean something to him and he will look forward to our Christmas Eve routine.  Maybe he'll even have siblings to share the joy of Christmas with...

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