Three happy little people.
Date Archives → December 2012
Christmas
Our Christmas Eve was so fun. We had a very early dinner down the road at my sister’s house, got dressed in our holiday best (which the boys just love to do — Jameson even managed to find a bowtie to up the ante this year!), and attended the Candlelight Service. We get to sing carols accompanied by a small orchestra, listen to a choir and soloists, hear the Christmas Story read by young children, and hold a candle as we sing Silent Night and let the weight of His gift amaze us again.
We drank eggnog (which the boys also love), ate cookies, and listened to Daddy read the Christmas Story. Excited children exchange gifts purchased for each other. They opened new pj’s and got dressed. We tucked them into bed in spite of their confident assertions that they just would not be able to sleep.
And then we worked on our very first large, assembly-required gift for the kids. It was a late night, but we were so excited to be able to bless these kids in this way. (Every year is different.) A father loves to give good gifts — we’ve learned that from the Very Best.
Sure enough, when excited kids woke us early Christmas morning, there was pure joy. And they got right to work preparing cups of coffee for Daddy and me. I love, love, love these kids.
Mom, please notice what William immediately did with the dishtowel!
Outside, our breathtaking gift from a Glorious Creator:
Merry Christmas!
Today we begin to celebrate the Good News heralded by angels long ago: A Savior has come!
We are so thankful for His faithful love in our lives. May His love be poured out richly in your lives in 2013.
beatrice
She makes animal sounds all the time. The cutest is her elephant, as it’s accompanied by arm motions trying to be a trunk.
She says only a few distinct words. Other than Mama, Dada, and Papa, baby was her first. She loves babies.
She learned Pat-a-cake from an auntie today. I had no idea they’d been doing it, but recognized it immediately from her sing-song attempts and chubby hands clapping and “rolling”.
She was home with a sitter last night (an auntie–how blessed am I!), and when she woke this morning and saw me sleeping next to her, the exuberance and joy in her “Mama!” was just amazing.
I love this spunky little sweetheart!
a light has come
Watching Mary, heavy with child, slowly circle her way towards her deliverance is just a symbol. We all are weary, groaning, aching for deliverance.
And deliverance has come, and deliverance is coming.
We weep at the reality of evil. But evil is an acknowledgement of righteousness, and for this, we have but one hope: Jesus.
O come, O come, Emmanuel
And ransom captive Israel
That mourns in lonely exile here
Until the Son of God appear
Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel
Shall come to thee, O Israel.O come, Thou Day-Spring, come and cheer
Our spirits by Thine advent here
Disperse the gloomy clouds of night
And death’s dark shadows put to flight.
Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel
Shall come to thee, O Israel.
three kiddos.
The rule of kid photos: They’re all smiling in the blurry shot.
Dressed and ready to head to the CFA Christmas Concert.