This must have been the best Christmas for Jesse and I to date. In the past few years, our joy, our flame has just been....well....out. Walker & Ellie's age this year brought so much excitement to the table that even Jesse pulled the box of outdoor lights and decor out of the attic. That box hasn't seen daylight since we packed it up in 2008, before our world crashed. This year, it was rejuvenated. And the babies loved it.
Walker helped me put ornaments on the tree, with each ornament being just as thrilling as the next one. He was stoked with each sock monkey ornament he pulled out of the box and on to the tree. Most of these sock monkeys are ones that our family and friends would give us over the years to let us know they were thinking about us, and mostly from Nurse Laura. She's very weak to sock monkeys.
That night, I was rounding the house and turning off all of the lights after putting the babies to bed. I turned the corner and as I was admiring the glow of the finished and lit tree, something caught my eye: Walker had made a sock monkey brigade out of one section of the tree. One of the best moments of my life. I'm not certain why. But I think it may be because it dawned on me that he understands and those monkeys brought him great joy.
I live to make that little boy as happy as certainly possible. I dream that he will look back and say that he had a wonderfully fulfilling childhood. And that he is happy. Walker Daniel, you just made mommy very happy when you dog-piled these monkeys on the tree. Something so simple reassured her that its ok to sit back and enjoy these moments. So in that corny momma fashion, I took a picture from my iPhone....I know, I am weak. This really set the tone for what would be our first fulfilling Christmas since Eli passed.
I've never been so thankful for sock monkeys...
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