I’m so excited about Christmas – not for me, although apparently Mr. has some sort of fabulous plan, as usual – but for B. We bought him a train table (at least I hope it’s a train table – when the box arrived we hid it in Nonnie’s apartment, so I haven’t actually checked to make sure it is what it’s supposed to be).
One of my friends used to tell me, before B came along, that when people have children it’s like they get to experience life again for the first time. Every event is new and shiny… I didn’t understand it before, but now I do. The holidays are so much more fun this year, because we get to see B enjoying the Thanksgiving Parade (with Granddad) or reacting to our (really tasteful) silver fiber optic Christmas tree.