Your First Christmas
You sat in awe with the Big Guy in Red.
I don’t think I will ever treasure any photo more than your faces turned to Santa and the WONDER in that moment.
Fear set in and you Gio, gave us the only picture we’ll ever have of you screaming on Santa’s Lap.
I laughed until I cried.
I remembered your scared expressions & your hesistancy, so Daddy and I crossed over into the North Pole.
Jacob you fell in love with Santa with your whole heart.
It charmed me to see you so thrilled with the BIG ELF Himself but your brother still wasn’t sure about him.
(It takes Giovanni a little while to warm up and that’s ok).
So we dressed Beary Bear and Styx in Christmas Finery, you put on favorite PJ’s and again we visited the North Pole as a family.
Your 5th Christmas.
Jacob you still adore St.Nicholas.
You dress him like him, you have a sleigh of your own making at home & you couldn’t wait to sit on his lap.
In fact, when we arrived, you skipped the line and marched right up to him.
Your little voice bouncing off the marble floor of the mall..
“Hi Santa! It’s Me, Jacob. I’m here to see you Santa.”
My heart burst open with love.
Your brother stood next to me, hand in my hand, carefully surveying your greetings.
I looked down into those big brown eyes and then I squatted , eye to eye with them.
“Gio? If you want Mommy & Daddy to sit with you again this year, that’s ok. We will.”
Brown eyes met blue.
A little hand freed itself from my fingers and your voice found itself:
“Mommy, I think I’ll be brave this year.”
Tears mixed with smiles, as my heart swelled.
My beautiful boys, you are MY MIRACLES of this Holiday Season.
The children that I prayed for, hoped for, dreamt about.
You are & always will be the MOST BEAUTIFUL GIFT I’ve ever been given.