Thoughts of a First Snowfall
People, very kindly, ask how we are doing a lot, especially as the holidays have settled. We usually answer that we’re good, and that’s true most days. Christmas held its usual magic with the girls. We talked to Santa; we attempted crafts. There were old traditions and new traditions. Addie wanted to help wrap; Bria wanted to help unwrap. They sang [read: yelled] the same carols over and over. White Christmas was the favorite movie, with the Grinch being a close runner-up. Bria learned to say no, and now happily babbles it even when no one is near her. We’ve transitioned to the bunk beds Santa brought, and both kiddos love it. Addie studied the screws and confirmed that it was in fact made by elf magic. Like most human parents, we’ve been excited to get into routine for January – normal meals, normal bedtimes, normal pre-school and story times and Amazement Square. January already seems to be moving quickly. Sometimes I can’t believe we lost a baby. It was just over a month ...