Can you see that little angel with the blue velvet skirt on the top left of the tree? On the Captain's first Christmas, he pulled it off the tree and bit it. For years she graced the tree with those tiny teeth prints in her forehead. Alas, when we moved to the country and stored Christmas in the attic, a wee critter found that little angel's face as tasty as the Captain, a removed most of it. Still, the tiny teeth prints were there and still, when I decorate a big angel tree, you'll find her in the mix.
I also have a thing for rocking chairs. The Handy Man says we he'll have to build an addition on the front porch if we get another rocking chair. Those chairs stay busy rocking poo-pies all summer long.
My kiddos sat in my lap until they left home. Sometimes that seems like so long ago, hence dragging out these old pictures, remembering.
I love this outfit he's wearing. That wasn't the type of outfit I could afford. Most all of my kids clothes came from Value City. Kaye had a friend that bought her boys the most beautiful clothes, then I would buy them from her, or sometimes they were gifted to me. At the time of this picture, I was ginormously pregnant with the Captain's siblings and terrified. I was so completely eaten up with this boy, I could not imagine every loving anything like I loved him. Wow, you can't understand the flexibility of that heart muscle until it's put to the test.
The next Christmas found two additional sprites under our tree (which was in the playpen) and I was every bit as smitten with them. My quiver was full and overflowing. I would love a lot of children, but none who could compare to these three until-
I had no idea, and on it goes through Ol' Henry and Bugg and Antebellie and Linee and Buttercup and Blue Eyes and Baby Boy and Giddy-up and Buttons and I'm looking forward to the continued expansion of my heart when we get a call that one more is on the way. Ahhh, remembering.