I loved that tree. I love keeping Advent and Christmas. I love it that it is (reportedly) Henry's favorite time of year. I love it that there's a squared circle on the book on the piano in this photo. Did you notice it? I loved decorating our tree. I loved venturing out in the cold to get it. I loved it that Joel spotted it right off. I loved watching him saw it down and carry it away. I loved singing the little I could remember of "O Tannenbaum" while he sawed it. I loved watching Henry and Noah hike around the hill while we searched. I loved celebrating winter solstice by laying a spiral with cedar boughs that same evening.
If only I loved the rest of winter as much as I love Christmas. Now is the hard part. The days are getting longer, but I'm tired of layering up to go outside. Putting Anna in all her gear; making sure Henry has clothing that he hasn't thought to bring, but might want later.
But, now is the time we have. Now is the time I have. I can be thankful for it.
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
ten months
Happy Birthday, Henry!
Our bouncing, not-so-baby boy turned seven December 27. Here he is trying out Anna's restraining :) device. At seven, Henry is...
- exuberant as ever
- loving his Legos, especially the Lego Star Wars items
- writing out his thoughts more and more (He wrote "Grrr, I'm mad" in the car window condensation Sunday on the way home from Wichita.)
- loving his sister
- wowing me with the breadth and depth of things he wants to talk about
- caring for friends with phone calls, reflective listening, patient problem-solving
- our dear boy!
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