Jolly!

This holiday season is so amazing. We are bursting with spirit! David and I took the boys to see Santa this morning. Cohen has been talking about Santa for a week, and he was so excited to see the big man (he keeps saying, "Santa, Santa!"). We waited more than an hour for our turn, and as we got closer, Cohen was able to see the screams and tears of the other children sitting on Santa's lap. At that point, Cohen quickly clung to me saying, "Mama," and I knew that we could be in trouble. I quickly promised lots of rides on the escalators, a milkshake, etc. if he sat on Santa's lap. Cohen has always been fascinated with men in beard (a pediatrician we recently saw, Pop, etc). We told Cohen that he had to tell Santa hi, feel his beard and tell him that he wanted lots of trucks. So, as our turn approached, Cohen was very fearful, but he did just that. We plopped him on Santa's lap, Cohen tugged at his beard and said, "HIIIIEEY!" and then cried to leave. Poor buddy. Henry, on the other hand, was very nonchalant about the experience. He looked at the big guy, then back at me as I snapped pictures. The only way we could get pictures of both boys was if Cohen sat on Dad's lap.

We, as always, are so thankful for our sweet boys. But when I think it's not possible, I feel even more love around this holiday season. Having children definitely makes Christmas much more fun. Tuesday morning, Henry woke up early (6:30 am), so as he drifted back to sleep for a nap around 8:15, my other boy, Cohen, woke up. What an amazing way to start the day...I was able to devote my full attention to each boy during my favorite part of the day. Cohen woke up and wanted to watch Finding Nemo ("Meemo")...as he held on to his stuffed Nemo fish. As soon as he finished his milk, we were in the back room watching "Cars" and playing with all of his trucks and cars.

And this sweet Henry. I honestly can't even put into words the love I feel for this boy. He is my little angel. I can't imagine a better baby (besides our Cohen). Henry lives to be held and lights up at the sound of my voice. His smiles are to die for and I could kiss those chubby cheeks all day long (and I do).

Tonight, we moved Henry to the crib in his room. Up until this point, he has been sleeping right by my side in the pack-n-play bassinet. I have loved every moment of it. When I walked into our room around 9 pm, I broke down when I saw the empty bassinet. I bawled for over an hour. I miss him. I should be so happy our amazing baby made the transition, but I can't help but be sad that he isn't a foot away from me. Time is going by way too quickly. I need to remember to slow down and soak up each and every moment with these boys. My babies.