This past Christmas was, well what can I say, special…like every Christmas. Maddox understood that Christmas was about “baby Jesus” (which he would say over and over) and he was excited about presents. We couldn’t get him to sleep on Christmas Eve until after midnight. This past Christmas will definitely go down as one of my all-time favorites.
We bought him a bed, which we like to call the “big boy bed”. After he went to sleep we put it together and placed it by the tree. When he woke up Christmas morning he ran into our living room, paused, saw the bed, then ran and jumped on it…then started saying “my big boy bed…I wuv it”. It’s so amazing how something so simple can mean so much to a child. Being a parent can be a constant reminder of how we take things for granted at times.
Another big moment was getting him to sit in Santa Claus’ lap. He was excited about it until we got in line and saw Santa Claus. We, as any good parent would do, bribed him into following through. Once he sat in his lap he was good to go and even told Santa that he loved him.
Every moment was perfect!
By the way, the “big boy bed” is still practically brand new…but mommy and daddy’s bed has exceeded its’ capacity.
