He is beginning to smile when he sees me, or when Scott tickles him. He calms when Caden sits beside him, and he loves to go to the grocery store. He is beginning to show the initial signs of who he will become. It is so wonderful to watch. And it is all happening so quickly.
I meant to continue to write a post once a week after he was born, but time has slipped away from me.
I meant to write a post about his first Thanksgiving, during which his activities consisted of eating, sleeping, and pooping -- pretty consistent with traditional Thanksgiving behavior, I do believe.
But Thanksgiving came and went. So I meant to write a post when he was one month old. But I was too busy protecting him from his big brother's enthusiastic affection.
When Christmas was here, I intended to write about how wonderful it was to be celebrating the birth of Christ with my beautiful family, but instead I spent my time just enjoying my boys.
This year, Caden really started to understand the idea of Christmas. While he mostly was interested in opening presents, we did spend some time talking about the baby Jesus and why He is so important to us. Now every baby he see in a TV show or ad is "not Judah" or "not Jesus."
For New Year's Eve there was absolutely nothing to report. All four of us crashed before nine o'clock despite our best intentions.
So, now we are in 2011, and though I don't know what the coming year will bring, I know I am blessed beyond measure to begin this year with my incredible husband and my beautiful boys. I don't make resolutions, but I do have a hope for 2011: I hope that in 2011 I won't get so caught up by the things I think I should be doing that I forget to stop and appreciate each day I have with my family. Time will pass by very quickly. All too soon eighteen years will have passed and my little boys will be men, and these days will be nothing more than a memory. I don't want to have regrets about the time I did have. I want to love on these little boys every day.
