dear pratt,
tonight is your very first christmas eve. it is probably one of my favorite days. christmas is my very favorite...and i love love love birthdays. and then there is christmas eve.
you are asleep right now. it's 10 pm. your daddy is downstairs watching a christmas story. it is one of his favorites, and i'm sure will be one of yours when you are old enough to watch.
tonight, for the first time in my life, i didn't go "home" for christmas eve. i guess i was home...i was here with you and dad. but for the past 28 years of my life, i've been with my parents. at their home. but tonight, we're here together. starting what will be our tradition for the years to come.
your daddy was so excited about tonight. about it being just the three of us. he is already talking about how fun it will be when you get older and have four (yes, he really said four) brothers and sisters running around here. your daddy wants a big, big family. something about me baking cookies reminded him of that. who knows...
we read you the night before christmas. i think you loved it.
tomorrow we will head to my parents house for christmas after opening presents here. then saturday, we will head to your nana's for christmas with them. you are going to get so many gifts over the next few days.
i can't wait until you get old enough to know that giving is so, so much better than receiving. and that is of course why so many want to give to you.
we love you so much. see you in the morning.
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- hannah
- i'm a girl who likes to write. not a girl that's necessarily good at writing. it's cathartic, i think. and boy do i need that from time to time. i married a wonderful man named clint in may of 2007. he is everything i am not. he is calm. he makes plans. he is organized. his truck is always clean. his clothes are hung by types of shirt/color/size/etc. i'm full of nervous energy. i'm spur of the moment. i can't ever find what i'm looking for. we live in my car...pretty much. i'm lucky if my clothes are within ten feet of my closet. God gave us a precious angel of a baby in september of 2008. his name is pratt allen. he is 2.5 years old.we have another little one on the way. his name is max wesley. and he is due may 19th. somehow i'll be the mother of two boys. craaaaa.zy. i spend my days cleaning house. picking worms and caterpillars out of the flower beds. cooking meals. shopping at target. washing clothes. playing on the floor. reading books. doing puzzles. traveling to sonic. and the library. and blogging. i hope you enjoy our blog. feel free to leave a comment. hopefully it's a nice one. i tend to wear my heart on my sleeve.
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Four?!
yes, that moron said four.
he's lost his mind. four my butt.
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