God sent his Son as a little baby. Look how small and helpless I am. That puts the miracle into perspective.
From my family to yours, Merry Christmas.
Merry Christmas.
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IKEA
I just have to say that IKEA really is pretty great. Go for the cheap breakfast, stay for the baby Poang.
One Month Ago.
Four weeks ago was Black Friday. At 5 am, while many of you were heading to the mall for a bargain, my mom and dad were headed to the hospital for a baby. I think I am the greatest Black Friday Deal one could possibly imagine! Here is a brief photo journey through my grand entrance.
Mom on my due date. Oops, was I late?
Who is cuter?
Abby is a puppy who recently joined Aunt E and Uncle M’s little family. I fear she is my closest rival for cuteness. They did a little swap to see if it could be determined who wins the cute award. It might be a tie. In case you can’t tell, I am on the right.
Heart Health
Hanging out with dad in the doctor's office
Yesterday I took a trip down to Children’s Hospital to get my little heart murmur checked out. I got an ultrasound of my heart, and an echocardiogram. Nothing to worry about here! I have a benign heart murmur, as many infants do. About fifty percent of all children get diagnosed with one at some point. So, I will probably grow out of it, and leave the murmuring for poets and crowds.
Children’s Hospital is an incredible and overwhelming place. Mom said we should remember how blessed we are, and say little prayers for all the other children there who don’t feel very good.
We topped off the day with a lunch at one of mom and dad’s favorite places… IKEA! I didn’t see much more than the back of my eyelids while we were there, but I hear they got a steal of a deal in the “as is” department.
A big festive day.
Yesterday I got to wear my fancy red holiday dress! After taking our first family holiday card picture, I joined mom and dad as they lit the advent candles at church, then I listened to mom play her final holiday concert, followed by some brief holiday shopping. It was my first time for all of these activities!
Little Helper
Sometimes I like to help dad with his work.