six sox

Finally.
We are a full-fledged family of six.

Last year we hung a "place holder", tiny blue stocking for the little boy we were in the process of adopting, but at that point we were simply a family with a number waiting in line.

My friend, Amelia, knitted our sixth stocking and matched it perfectly. She did it in less than a week, too. Totally amazing she is, and I'm amazed by her generosity to volunteer her time and skills for the job. I'll bet you can't guess which one it is, she's THAT good.

This morning Taye woke up, went potty, then went into the living room and plopped himself in front of our rather rotund tree. He just sat and stared and smiled. (note: this is significant because he usually wakes up and immediately wants milk and about 4 bowls of cereal)

We are enjoying Taye's first (among other things) Christmas and the wonderment his first time for everything brings to our family. Yes, even *gulp* the broken ornaments feel good because they're a small price to pay for our incredible gift.