Dear Atticus,
We've now packed up all of the lights and decorations of Christmas but the feelings and memories of your first Christmas are lingering. Christmas means different things to everyone. Christmas is Jesus's birth to many, it is about Santa visiting to those who believe, and about being with those near and dear to you. In all versions of Christmas the theme is love. It is the one time of the year that I am reminded of the goodness in people and the importance of spending as much time as I can with the people I love. We had so much of that this holiday -- all of my Christmas wishes came true. It was the best holiday season.
The greatest of my memories was watching you and your brother be loved on and played with and enjoying each other. You are still so very young but as I put you down to sleep I took mental pictures of this beautiful baby boy who has taken my heart and the hearts of those that meet him. You are the most special baby boy. I cannot wait for more Christmases with my boys.
As well on Christmas Day you started Army crawling across Grand's floor and you have been non-stop ever since. You are eating more foods - mashed potatoes and eggs. We will be getting back into a better routine once the New Year begins but for now we are all still in holiday mode.
I love you always little bird.
Your Momma
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