Merry, Merry!

 



Yes, it's Easter and I'm updating about Christmas. Let's not fight about it. It's a holiday weekend, after all.

Christmas Card 2014. I have a feeling looking at all these pictures is going to make me sad - Wright has grown up so much. He drove me to work this morning. Practically.

 

Merry Christmas from Matt, Erin, Wright and our FitBits. All pictured.



 

We took a trip on the Polar Express. Wright wasn't sure what to think and I can't much blame him.

 

Guys? Help.

Is this not just about the cutest Christmas outfit you ever did see?

Wright's school is closed the week between Christmas and New Years, so I took off too. It was so fun getting to spend lazy mornings with him. I use the word lazy lightly. He's on the move.

But before school closed, he did have a big time at his class Christmas Party! He played Secret Santa and got a truck. He loved it! Namath, not so much.

He was fascnicated by the tree. He was so good to not touch, just admire from afar. He loves lights, so naturally he loved the tree.

His teachers made the sweetest Christmas gifts. This was my favorite, and will probably be my favorite forever. Those feet. I die.

We also dusted off the board games off and spent some adult time testing our knowledge of the 90s. It's harder than it sounds. That's longer ago than I care to admit.

We got dressed up in some of Daddy's Christmas outfits. The sweetest.

 

 

Christmas morning! Every boy needs his own remote.

 

Every dog thinks he needs his own remote as well.

So many toys to choose from after Christmas....

We decided to start early and host both familes at our house. I know in the future we won't want to spend all Christmas day traveling around, so we started like we intend to go on. It worked out really well. But even after a 2 hour nap between get togethers, this little boy was worn out at bedtime.

 

True to form, the wrapping paper was the star of the show.

But the wagon was a super close second. He loooooves his wagon.

 

 

The celebration continued at Zoolight Safari. Lights. Fascination.

 

 

By New Years, we were all tired. Someone almost got a bottle of half and half for breakfast.

The same someone had learned to tell on Namath when he was up to no good. This could come in handy.

 

We spent a quiet New Years Eve at home. Namath got some guy time by the fire.

While I worked on dinner and dessert. These chocolate lava cakes (Pioneer Woman) were sinful.

Dinner wasn't too shabby either.

 

Christmas was beyond fun this year with Wright. We love seeing the world through your eyes, sweet W!

Wright's Baptism

Sweet baby boy was baptized this past Sunday. I underestimated how excited I would be to have a day to celebrate his life and mark him as Christ's own. It was such a special day and a reminder of how much he is already so, so loved.

True to Southern form, he was monogrammed from front to back. The bib was made by a sweet friend. Isn't it beautiful?! The bonnet was made by the ladies at Matt's parents church and is intended to be used at his baptism, and then as part of his bride's bouquet. So sweet.

My mom graciously cleaned the house for us, and handled putting together the flower arrangements.

Blue hydrangeas for a sweet little boy.

I found another use for the hospital door hanger. Lovely in the front foyer.

Matt's mom handled making some goody bags for our nieces, so they would have plenty to keep them occupied. 'Oh happy day' is right!

The table was set Saturday and ready to go.

Wright wore the gown I was baptized in. I was a little worried about it being too girly, but was assured that baptism gowns are fairly unisex, and I couldn't pass up the sentiment.

Wright wasn't too sure.

We got him dressed at the church and took a few pictures in the parlor before saving our seats.

With the addition of the bib. Hands back - this is his tired cue. Should have been my first clue we were running on fumes.

The whole family.

The three of us. This picture makes me happy!

We had to get a picture with our pastor that baptized Wright. Also full Southern, bowtie and all.

Our friend's sweet baby girl got baptized as well. These will make great rehearsal dinner photos, Wright screaming and all.

I thought he would be perfect. He's super laid back, and loves to have his hair washed. But the mix of over-stimulation and missing morning nap made for a crying baby. There's only so much one can control, I'm sloooowly learning.

Things were semi-good until the hair got wet. Don't mess with the baby and his hairdo. Not in front of all those people.

Everyone comments on his hands behind the head move. Classic WTS.

Cake that tasted as good as it looked.

Cousins. Wright tried. He really did. But after missing two naps, we were running on very little patience. Bless those sweet tired eyes.

We put out pictures from mine and Matt's baptism days. The bronzed shoes were Matt's when he was baptized, and the church bulletins from that day as well.

Nothing better on a southern summer Sunday than fried chicken, green bean salad, mac and cheese, biscuits and tea. So that's exactly what we had.

Life got better when we lost the gown and got to relax with Uncle Chris.

But not for long. We broke the rules and let him take a 3 hour nap that afternoon and I think he was still tired when he woke up.

We had such a good day celebrating Wright, surrounded by people that love him and have invested themselves in his little life so much already.

Wright, we are so thankful for you and pray we are found faithful as your parents. You are the greatest joy!