We all took turns being sick over the last month. Sam had an ear infection, but the antibiotics kicked in and he rallied in time for Christmas travels. I was sick the week before Christmas. Kate is still trying to shake a cough.
I took Sam to the Meyers' home for the annual Santa visit. Sam was great until he was within three feet of Mr. Claus and realized I intended to hand him to this strange guy wearing red fur. He completely lost it. We all visited Grandpa and Grandma Hughes on Christmas Eve. Sam sat with his cousin Mitchell for a couple pictures. Then we went to Grandma Bauch's and Sam didn't want to sleep... which actually worked out... because he slept in on Christmas Day.
We went to a friend Jody's house for some local cheer. Sam and his friend Hailey each opened a few presents before a wonderful dinner. He had quite the gift haul this Christmas and seemed confused that we were letting him rip wrapping paper off gifts.
A few nights ago we went to a candlelight hike at a state park with a few friends. It was cold. There was stunned silence behind me for the first few minutes. About half way through Sam started talking and pointing and enjoying the strange silent beauty of it. I was happy to see he could handle dark uneven hiking at twenty five degrees. The only difficult part of the night was getting him in and out of his fifty seven layers of clothing.
1 comment:
The pic of him with Santa is the best!
Post a Comment