We celebrated Isaac's first Christmas at home, and we had a blast! It was a great day, and though he got lots of fun presents he was, of course, most interested in shredding the paper. Typical!
Our Christmas tree.
This nail resembles one that might have been used in the crucifixion of Christ. It hangs on our mantle until we read the Christmas story. Then we move it to the inside of the Christmas tree as a silent reminder of why Christ came into the world... to redeem sinners just like us. Jesus is our Emmanuel.
Christmas cards from friends and family. We ran out of room very quickly! Thanks to so many of you who faithfully keep up with us.
This is the "Africa" table; there is a nativity from Chad and a picture and candlesticks from Uganda... just a little something to remember Tim's folks and the work going on there and around the world.
Isaac loves the Pod that Gigi (Tim's grandmother) gave him. He sits up like such a big boy!
Isaac is reaching for the piggy (or warthog) bank that Tim's parents sent from Uganda. Yeah, it's just a wee bit scary, but there was already some money in it... party on!
Isaac LOVES his jumper. I don't think a better child's toy has ever been made. He could spend all day in it.
2 comments:
Tim--
These pictures are fun. I feel badly for your son, however, for being so neglected and having to grow up in such a hostile and love-free environment. Y'all look happy as clams, and I couldn't be happier for you.
Drop me a line sometimes.
Mike B.
Oh, I confess that part of the reason I wrote you is because I read the paper this morning and saw how Chad's capitol (capital?? man, I should know that!) is under attack. And I thought, my goodness, my buddy Tim spent a significant amount of time there. What a mensch! In contrast to you, I get jittery going to Rome's Walmart after 10:00 pm.
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