30 December 2017

Christmas Morning

a white Christmas (rarer in Washington than most know) ~ coffee on ice, even while it snowed...~ and orange juice and warm cinnamon rolls ~ a roaring on fireplace (on Netflix, hehe) ~ a baby sweater or two or three ~ The look on his face when he opened a certain baby blanket later at his parents (I've recently discovered that certain pastel kaleidoscopic yarn from oh, the late 80s, early 90s...that was used in knit baby things...well, it's papa's favorite of all) ~ no Christmas would be complete without robbie wrapping a bow on his beagle's head and insisting that "she loves it" ~ later, martinelli's ~ he loved (he loooooved) the dreamy blush boat ornament and it's another way (among millions, like the stars) i know he's the one. 

1 comment:

  1. you and Robbie are so perfect for each other. it's enchanting.