Wednesday, January 11, 2012

Belated Christmas Post

I write updates about Nate on this blog to share with our friends and family but there's a selfish motivation too.  I write to keep track of things for my own memory.  My cousin gave me a lovely journal to keep track of Nate's words, actions, cute stores, etc.  But I'm awful about finding time to write things down.  I think the last thing I wrote in there involves something about him learning to roll over.  Here I remember to write things like doctor appointment stats, funny stories, first words.  All very helpful when I'm trying to document for Nate his earliest years.

So Christmas.  Nate was spoiled rotten but also completely adorable.  We celebrated in Maryland the morning of the 24th.  Nate was obsessed with his gift from Santa (a pirate ship) and wasn't terribly interested in opening the other presents.  That evening we went to Mass where Nate saw Santa for the first time this season and we enjoyed Christmas Eve dinner with the Schoch and Jacobus family.  As usual, Nate and his friends Sam and Will were too cute for words.

Then we packed up and headed to Cleveland to celebrate with the Harris family.  Our Christmas celebration was on the 28th so we were once agian lucky to get a visit from Santa when he had time to stick around and hang out with us.  Ashley is well connected but Nate wasn't quite ready to believe her enough to let go of her scarf.
clinging to Aunt Crusher (DSC_1074)
I also love the giant picture of 1993 Meghan above Santa's head.

Eventually Santa got on his good side and soon enough they were best friends.

Considering Nate hadn't seen an up close Santa since last year, the Santa visit went extremely well.  But I didn't know how well until two days later when we were eating breakfast.  A guy walked into the restaurant and sat at the table next to us.  He had grey hair and a bushy grey beard.  Nate was in awe.  He stared at the man, refusing to eat or drink, just watched this poor guy like, "I know you!"  Luckily the man was very nice and indulged Nate's fascination with waves and smiles.

Nate's big Christmas gift from me and Aaron was a play kitchen.  Aaron set it up last weekend and it was a big hit with Nateo.  I love watching him mimic things he learns from watching me.  Here he is doing the dishes.

So there you (I) have it.  Another year of celebrating Hanukkah, Christmas and the New Year with our family and friends.  A wonderful reminder of how blessed we are.  Looking forward to a great 2012!


  1. You bring up a very interesting point. Perhaps it wasn't Santa Nate was afraid of....maybe it was the early 90's polka dot-silk-shirt wearing Aunt Meghan lookalike that freaked him out ;-) If that is Santa's seat again next year, maybe we can put a Nate picture up there? :-)

  2. i love the big sloppy sneezes!
    matthew did the same thing when he was not much older than nate. it was march and we were at bk with mimi (shocker there, huh?) and an elderly man with white hair and a big white bushy beard came in and sat down across the way. matthew stared and stared and stared and whispered, "santy claus!"
    love the magic of it all!