The first Christmas with our son has passed. The little guy never ceases to amaze us.
There were packages everywhere with his name on them... and he wasn't entirely pleased with the amount of time it was taking for the wrapped gifts to get to him so he could rip the paper off. Rather than cry, he looked up at me and grinned... then proceeded to try to crawl down from my lap and help his daddy with the gift delivery.
Problem #1 - he can't really figure out the crawling business yet (he's close... but just not quite there).
Problem #2 - he can't walk at all.
So, we watched him try to escape, then squeal in delight as his next gift was delivered. Then, with minimal help, rip the paper from the package.
Now, for those who think most children do this... pause for a moment and remember Tony was born on July 20 of this year. That means, he is only 5 months old. We were fully prepared for him to not really give a whoop about presents, and just sit there. To have him be so interactive was a huge surprise and made the holiday that much more fun.
This was, by far, the best Christmas ever. It was so magical... we had no idea how much fun it would be or what to expect. Tony really made the holiday that much brighter.
