It's hard to believe that I haven't posted on this blog for almost a month. I joined Facebook in the middle of winter hunkering, so my internet interests are stretching time resources.Christmas did indeed turn out to be a white dream; my front-yard Douglas Fir looked like a giant flocked Christmas tree. The week set weather records for our area. I enjoyed the beauty of the snow, if not the enforced isolation. I got out Christmas eve to join my family in Seattle. The drive was like a blast from the past with the lightest freeway traffic I've experienced in decades. My stay was extended by a day because the melting snow made climbing the hill out of my brother's neighborhood an impossibility, although it was fun watching many locals try. The extra 5 inches of snow we got over Christmas day didn't help.
Family is one of the highlights of Christmas. This year the brightest spot was spending time with the newest addition to the family. I babysat Carson the day after Christmas while mom went bargain shopping. I got the best deal of the day. See if you don't agree.
It was an all-consuming job, what with being required to hold him nonstop; but, hey, someone had to do it.It is fun to examine babies and look for family characteristics. Carson is a good mix of mom and dad's DNA. Overall he reminds me of his mom when she was an infant, but his mouth resembles his dad's. His expressions reflect both parents. But, Carson holds his hands like us... his mom and me, and his great great great grandmother Lib!
If you have trouble understanding why a holiday can be structured around the birth of a baby, you've never had a new little one to play with in December. Carson will have a great future if how much he is loved is any predictor. But, the significance of a baby Jesus is how much God loves us, and that gives all of us a forever future.
No comments:
Post a Comment