It's Christmas Eve, and 2010 is nearing its end. God has really back-loaded the calendar for us.
This afternoon we will be heading to Lincoln to celebrate a birthday and Christmas Eve. Today is Kelly's Mom's birthday, so it should be a very special day for Baba with her grandson. We'll go to church with Baba and Grampo (Scott) at 4:00pm, then head to their home for some potato soup and gifts. We'll then head over to Bill and Jodell's house and spend Christmas Eve and Christmas morning at Nana and Papa's. Next Wednesday we drive to Colorado for a few days with Nanny and Pops and Coen's aunts and uncles. It's sure to be a busy time, but hopefully the car rides will be spattered with peace and quiet. Even though our families are spread out by 60 to 560 miles, we know with my job we could've been much farther away from everybody. We're thankful it's just a quick flight or a day in the car to see family.
Coen is really turning into a rambunctious little guy. He enjoys laying on his play-mat and touching the hanging rattles/toys. He LOVES staring at our mouth-movements. So if you ever see us spitting at him, don't take it the wrong way. His favorite time is the morning when he is getting changed into his play clothes. He smiles the entire time, and provides us with our most enjoyable 15 minutes of the day. Today was extra special, as Mom put on his brand new Christmas outfit. The pictures are below.
God has truly blessed us with our only son.
But most of all, we thank God for giving us His.
Merry Christmas.
Matt
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| Smiling at Mom on the eve of Christmas Eve. |
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Morning of December 24th.
Time to get ready for Christmas Eve. |
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| Okay, Mom... let's get on with it! |
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| Why am I laying here half-naked? Put some clothes on me! |
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| First the onesie. |
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| Then a quick sneeze. |
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| Now it's time for my new Christmas shirt! |
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| Take a picture, chump. It'll last longer. Wait... that's what you're doing. |
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| You again. |
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| Check out my new Christmas vest and khakis! |
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| Me, my Christmas outfit, and my Christmas tree. |
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| Okay... I don't like Christmas anymore! |