The other day we put up our Christmas tree. It’s the first tree that my daughter’s been old enough to actually realize its there. She played with all the boxes, the lights and especially the ornaments. She likes the red shiny ball ornaments best. She grabbed each of them and watched her mother put them on the tree.
At the end of decorating the tree, her mom gave her a small ball ornament and watched as my daughter walked over to the tree and nestled the ball in the ribbon. When it was firmly in place, she sat back, admired her work and clapped in celebration. Her mom and I clapped along with her.
This is such a neat age. She’s putting things together so quickly. Like a giant puzzle that’s coming toghether piece by piece. Later that night, my wife and I watched The Family Man, which we love. Toward the end Nicolas Cage utter’s this line. I couldn’t be think of my daughter when I heard it.
And Josh, he has your eyes. He doesn’t say much, but we know he’s smart. He’s always got his eyes open, he’s always watching us. Sometimes you can look at him and you just know he’s learning something new. It’s like witnessing a miracle.
