I've said this before, I thought my second child was going to be a newer version of the older one. Once I found out he was going to be a boy I also thought he would be another version of my husband. Everyday I am amazed at how completely different my boys really are, from looks to temperament. I saw this photo of Nicolo and I that was taken by my nephew at a family get together and was amazed at what I saw. I see my husband in his eyes and my dad in his expressions, but you see that little dimple on his right cheek...that's mine. Now that I saw it in the photo I see it all the time. That my piece and I love it.
I wondered if you could love another child just as much as you love the first when I was pregnant with him. I actually worried about it. I have never worried about it since the moment I saw him. He is his own person, he got his own looks, his own personality and he very own place in my heart.
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Sunday was such a horrid day, cold and rainy ALL day long. Yesterday morning the sun came back. I grabbed my camera to take with me to work and was sitting at the light to turn onto the highway and this was the view.
It was awesome to see the sun even if it only lasted a day, today has been overcast again. I would even settle for snow over rain at this point. I just had to take pictures of the sunshine so that I don't forget what it looks like.
Spent the weekend baking cookies both days. You would think that preparing for and baking all those cookies would be stressful but it wasn't. I think when you spend it with people you really like it knocks a bit of stress out. I was fortunate to have the hubby home to help with the kids on Saturday. Shelly and I must have baked over 300 cookies. We had a system going and before we knew it we were done, 5 hours later. Sunday, Nicolo and I went to Bert's house. He loved the dog and the train. I had a great time and worked on Sugar Cookie Cutouts and Pecan Tassies. The kids helped to decorate and again we did another ton of cookies.
Even though the weather was horrid, cold and raining, the mood in the house was warm and calm. I can breath easier now that the Christmas cookies are done!
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Try explaining the real meaning of Christmas to a 3 1/2 year old, it's a daunting task. We have been reading a Precious Moment book about the first Christmas and he thinks all the Character in the book look like babies. I always ask him, "What did the Angel Gabriel tell Mary she was going to have?", he say..."a party." He cracks me up.
Tonight we finally got to work on our Advent calendar and light the candles on the wreath. This too was difficult for him to grasp. First he made me light all the candle, then he made me sing Happy Birthday to him, after he blew out the candles he insisted on cake. I was fresh out so he did settle for ice cream.
I know he does not fully get it but I do think he understand that Christmas is a celebration and he is really excited. I hope that I can at least instill the real meaning of Christmas so that he doesn't think it all presents all about him.
The best part about all this is the fun I am having teaching him. One day when I put him down for nap, he told me he had to say his pray. Then he did the sign of the cross and said his short pray with a resounding Amen. I can truly say, I taught him that and it made me beam from the inside out.
This is my favorite and the one I am calling my Best Shot:
This is the ice cream he settled for and Nicolo was more than happy to join him:
This is our Advent calendar, it Saint Nicholas and we put a cotton ball on his beard each day leading up to Christmas (another awesome idea from my Mother!):
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"God sends children for another purpose than merely to keep up the race--to enlarge our hearts."
~ Mary Howitt
I love this quote. I love this boy. Everyday he does at least one thing that make my heart grow bigger and bigger. It might be as little as giving me a small peck on the cheek to a big thing like holding the door for me on the way out of daycare. Just this morning he pushed his brother in the stroller into school and was careful not to run him into anyone or the walls. I was amazed at the fact he was tall enough to push the stroller and could remember when he couldn't. He pushes my buttons and he tries my patience, but when he say the sign of the cross and prays to God to take care of his friend and family my heart almost burst. I love this boy!
This was suppose to be my Best Shot Monday post but as always life gets in the way. I am still going to link to Tracey's so you can head on over there for more great shots.