baby rocks.

So I’m looking through my photos, trying to decide which parts to highlight and I look at the bottom of my folder and see how many pictures I took… Are you ready for this? 1,429.

FOURTEEN HUNDRED twenty nine. Ya, I’m not going to be able to adequately recap this in a reasonable time or manner. So I’ve decided to just skip ahead and post a few from Christmas day. 

That morning when HB and I woke up we both felt like children again, so excited for it to be bright and early and impatient to just fling the door open and get out of there. It was a really refreshing feeling from past years (read: I’m too old to get up at the crack of dawn, let us sleep in!). So even though our own child had no idea what was going on or what was about to happen, we were ecstatic. 

We opened the door and Colton was so pleased to come out and find all this fun paper and stacked boxes and shiny bows all just sitting there by his tree that morning. He immediately went over and pulled a tissue paper out of a bag and started shaking it around. I just loved the look of wonderment in his eyes.

Cars and trucks were definitely one of his all time favorite things. This truck is actually Gramps’ truck that he played with even back in October, but he loved rolling it around and spinning its wheels. It just made him so happy. 

But the very first gift he opened that day was one of my favorites. A wooden piano. Growing up having played that instrument since I was five, I was so excited to have a little mini version in my house that I can putt around on and have my baby have access to bang on and hopefully eventually play, even just a little one day. He did really seem to love it too though.

We all took turns helping him open different gifts, and he was probably way over stimulated by each new gift flying by his face one after the other. He would play with each one as we went along and others opened their gifts, and then we’d give him another. 

It really was the most magical day with our baby. Just all the family, the love, the time spent together, the laughter (and even some tears). It was more fulfilling than we could have imagined.