Sprouting a Family

Saturday, December 25, 2010

May Your Days be Merry and Bright!




Dear Sprout,




Your first Christmas was, in a word, spectacular. Right now, you are in your grandparents' living room, squealing with delight while playing with your toys. Your gifts are simple and heart felt. Grampy and Grammy got you two toy trucks and a peg board that you can beat with a plastic hammer. And man, are you having fun with all three of those items! Crystal got you a Christmas bear, the Williams got you a singing dog, Rachel got you the cutest dinosaur pajamas, and Uncle Al contributed to your sportsman's license along with your great-grandparents. Mommy and Daddy bought you a play yard with a foam mat -- as you on the verge of becoming a very mobile young man! Little guy, you have so many people that love you and these gifts are just tokens of their deep affections for you.




Mommy and Daddy received beautiful gifts as well. We are so humbled by the tremendous thoughtfulness that we have been shown throughout this year. Honestly, people have gone out of their way to help our young and growing family. We hope that we can impact lives like others have impacted ours. Amazing.
Your daddy and I enjoy making gifts for one another. We are more able to share our hearts that way. In the past, Daddy has made Mommy a book of poems, drawings, dinners by candlelight, and a chicken mailbox... I have loved everything Daddy has ever given me, but what he did this year brought me to tears of happiness. He produced and narrated a DVD of our love story. Really, it was a love story and a love letter intertwined into one beautiful media presentation. One day, when you are married, Daddy will be the one to mentor you on how to make your wife the happiest woman on earth! I made Daddy a book starring YOU! I went on Shutterfly.com and made a storybook of your pictures showing all the things that you love. And then, on the very last page, it shows a single snapshot of you and daddy -- it reads, "Alan Wade loves his daddy very, very much." The book is not grand by any means, but it was a way for me to share my sincere affections.




Every single Christmas that ever was, and ever will be, is truly wonderful. However, this year God did something very neat, indeed. He gave us something that Mommy and Daddy have wanted for a long time. He gave us snow on this special day. Yes, your very first Christmas was a white Christmas! We watched it start to snow as we ate breakfast. Then, we promptly layered you in four outfits, put an elf hat on top of your head, and took you outside to experience this splendor first hand! Little man, you are definitely like us in that your love for snow is already apparent. We could tell that you were fascinated. To be quite honest with you, no matter how many times you see snow, it will always leave you in awe. And to experience that very awe on Christmas, well, that's something that you will treasure in your heart for a lifetime.




Finally, my sweet baby Sprout, I want to leave you with one very important thought. Christmas will most likely be your favorite time of year. It certainly is mine. The allure of brightly decorated trees, harmonious carols, family, friends, shiny presents, and tons of good cheer will make you anticipate this day for pretty much the entire year. Celebrate with all of your being ... but please do not forget what Christmas is. Christmas is the celebration of the birth of our Lord, Jesus Christ. He came on this earth to save mankind from sin. It is because of Him that we can have a saving faith that will secure a place for us in heaven for all eternity. Could you even begin to imagine a gift that comes remotely close to that one? No one can. So my little man, have fun today and every other December 25th to follow. Love every marvelous facet! Smile until your cheeks hurt and love as much as you possibly can. Give to others. Remember that God is the true giver of all good things. Thank Him. Love Him. Celebrate Him on Christmas and every day ... forever.




Merry Christmas, baby.


Love always,


Mommy

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