I love Christmas. I love the singing, the lights, even the air seems different. I even accept snow during the month of December because then I have an excuse to stay inside. Makes for a pretty cozy break ;).
This Christmas was great. It was Ethan's first one. He pretty much got spoiled because he was carried and/or held the entire time ;). We spent Christmas with Trent's family in Sugar City and then traveled to Helena to see my grandma and my parents, who came down to meet us there. It was my first Christmas at BYU that actually felt long enough to count as a break. We played games, watched movies, pulled each other on tubes behind the snowmobiles, cross-country skied, ate sweets like crazy, and, of course, had some great spiritual conversations talking about our Savior, His birth, and the reason we celebrate His birth, the Atonement. We each shared a scripture about the Savior on Christmas Eve and it was a good way to think about and remember the Savior.
Here are some pictures from those few weeks:
This is the Christmas gift from Nana (my mom) that really motivated Ethan to sit up. Within a few days of playing with this he was a sitting up champ. He learned very quickly that when he pressed down on the red button the monkey in the tree would pop up and the toy would play music. He pressed the button over, and over, and over again. I am amazed at how smart little kids are. They must take in much more than we give them credit for.
I just thought this was a cute shot of Ethan wearing Daddy's hat.
Three Spratling men. No real smiles from any of them. Hmmm.
This is the adorable sleeper that Grandma Spratling bought for Ethan for Christmas. It says "Santa's Helper" on the front. It was pretty adorable. That basketball was one of Sierra's gifts. I guess she had to share with Ethan.
Trent and Shelly (Trent's mom) bought me new stainless steel pots and pans for Christmas. They are beautiful. I am in heaven. Trent is such a boy; he wanted to see if Ethan would fit in the stock pot. Sorry Ethan, but it
was pretty funny.
We don't have a tub for Ethan at our apartment in Provo, so we this was a real treat for Ethan. He had so much fun splashing around, grabbing at the streams of water we poured in front of him. We had some good laughs. I feel bad that now we have to go back to that baby tub in Provo. Poor kid.
This is a four-generation photo with my dad and grandma. It was so nice to get to visit with her. She just thought Ethan was such a happy baby-probably because we make him nap so much! She kept saying, "he's going to sleep again?", but she was amazed that he never cried. I guess naps are the secret ;).