Days go by so quickly... It seems like from 1 blink to another we went from holding our precious baby boy in our arms for the first time, to celebrating his second Christmas.
I want to remember the day Caleb put up the tree while Carson and I were at the store. When we came home and he saw the tree in our living room, lit up, his eyes got big with wonder and his first reaction was "Awww." The giggle and excitement he had as we decorated the tree that evening. And how he got frustrated when he couldn't hook the ornaments on the tree, so then he started laying them on the branches instead. Which is how I can always tell if he's been playing with the tree. The ornaments are either laying on branches are in a neat little pile right under the tree :)
I want to remember how every morning when we come up stairs, the first thing Carson does is go up to our Christmas tree and says "on on on". When I turn the lights on, he gives a beaming smile and says "Awwwww".
I want to remember how he likes to sit down with his Nativity play set and pretend to feed each animal with the little trough. When you ask him where Baby Jesus is, he picks him up and hugs it, and says "baby" in his sweet kind little voice. He then points to Mary and says "Mommy."
I want to remember the many nights we've spent curled up on the couch together, watching the glow of the Christmas Tree, smelling his freshly cleaned hair, and reading a book together. Being caught up in the moment of how overwhelmingly blessed we are.
I want to remember watching him run around while we looked at Christmas lights one evening. And clapping and smiling happily when seeing his favorite Characters. How he would say "Elmo!" "B Bird" " Eeernie" " Me Mouse" "Foofy" and call them out one by one as he saw them.
I want to remember the look of wonder and aw as Carson took in Disneyland for the first time. To seeing "It's a Small World" through his eyes as he gazed in amazement and joy. Tears were brought to my eyes then, as they are now thinking of that moment. It's one of those moments in time that I will hold with me my whole life.
I want to remember Carson's silly grin when he snuck a piece of candy in his mouth while we decorated the Gingerbread house. And how he carefully placed the gum drops on the roof. After we finished he kept climbing up on the chair and table and saying "Hi House!"
I want to remember the magical feeling of walking around Garrison Street, taking in all the Christmas lights. Carson sitting on his Daddy's shoulders with his adorable red and white Christmas Elf beanie. Enjoying the company of family and singing Christmas songs on the way home.
I want to remember the feeling of bliss as we snuggled up on Christmas eve, drinking sparkling apple cider, eating cookies, enjoying the fire and watching "A Muppets Christmas Carol". Tucking Carson in to bed and telling whispering "Merry Christmas my Son, I love you so much".
I want to remember the look of pure happiness on Carson's face when he came upstairs and saw what Santa brought him. The beaming smile as he climbed in and out of his tent, and the giggles he made as he watched "helped" Daddy build the train set Santa brought.
Most importantly I want to remember the comfort and peace that was around us, knowing that we are a family and that we are ultimately celebrating Jesus. Last night as I tucked Carson in to bed on Christmas night, I was overwhelmed by how extremely blessed we are. I've always loved Christmas, but sharing it with your children, who you love more than life itself is the best feeling in the world.
I hope everyone had a Merry Christmas, we will have lots of pictures to come soon!





