Sunday, January 2, 2011

Dear Graham, Week 22

Dear Graham,
It will be hard to top the celebrations of the last week...in your 22nd week of life we celebrated both Christmas and New Year's, both of which were so much fun with you in our lives. It also meant that mommy and daddy were home more during the week, and we had so much fun being in your company.



Your first Christmas was nothing short of spectacular, thanks mostly to your relatives who sent you so many packages. We're on a first name basis with our FedEx, UPS and mail delivery guys, as we were a daily stop on their routines during December. Santa even included you on his route and brought you a high chair and a mobile...both of which were things you really needed. (How did he know? Maybe you told him when he stopped by your school earlier this month.)







At church on Christmas Eve you spent the first half of the service in the nursery and the second half with us in church. You loved the music, especially Silent Night, which is sung in candlelight. During the song, you enjoyed a special time with your daddy...I thought my heart would explode with the love I felt for the two of you in that special moment.



On Christmas Day we opened presents throughout the morning around your nap time. You loved playing with the tissue paper and tried to put everything in your mouth, which is common these days. We went over to our friend Haley's parent's house for Christmas dinner, and you kept everyone entertained with your smiles.







Your Grahamma flew out from Florida on Tuesday to watch you while mommy and daddy worked. She, like us, is enthralled with each of your noises, and especially your laughs, which are more and more common. You are such a happy baby, and when you're not, it's normally because you're hungry or tired, so it's easy to determine the culprit of your cries.



You're up to 2 tbsp of rice cereal twice a day...such a growing boy. As soon as we feed you the first spoonful you stick your hands in your mouth, which means you end up covered in rice cereal. And, you're even patient as we wipe you down after each feeding.

Every week we keep thinking that this can't get any better and our love for you can't grow any more. But then it does. And we again give thanks for our many blessings.

Love,
Mommy

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