Woven and Spun

He won’t remember a bit of it, but I took about a thousand pictures to remind Drew of his very first Christmas. It all seemed to go by so fast, but it was great. On Christmas Eve, we went to church. Drew was scared by the booming music and darkened room, so I held him for most of it. He actually made it through the whole service for the first time. He even ’sang’ along with some of the songs in his own gurgling style. And he really liked the candlelight part at the end…we could have a little pyro on our hands.

Then we went home and had dinner with Grandpa Mike and Grandma Barbara. Drew made it happily through that entire meal – sitting half the time in his swing where he ‘joined’ in on the dinner conversation, and half the time on my lap where he tried to grab the shiny silverware from the table. Then I put him in his Christmas PJ’s (thanks to Aunt Carol!) and we took another several hundred pictures of him. After that, it was off to bed for the exhausted little celebrity…

The next day we opened presents after Drew woke from his morning nap. I was surprised but he seemed to enjoy the whole experience. He grabbed at each new toy as Daddy opened them and investigated them briefly before throwing them to the floor and reaching for the next new one. That evening we joined Tim’s parents at their house for dinner and a visit with his sister and brother-in-law. We made the official decision that Drew is a chunker as we held him next to his 6 month old cousin. He’s easily bigger and weighs a good two pounds more than she does. Time for a baby diet, I think…

Drew stayed awake without much fussing until past 8:00pm, and then we had to leave, even though Tim hadn’t gotten his pie yet. It was a great time, and I can’t wait to do it again next year – I’ve got the camera all ready!