I love Christmas. I love getting our tree. I love unwrapping ornaments and hanging them. I love Christmas music. I love hunting down the perfect dated ornament each year. I love all the cheesy Christmas movies that are on.  I love driving around and looking at lights. I love shopping.

I especially loved the look on Chase’s face last year when he came downstairs on Christmas morning.

We made the Holidays a big deal last year. I was 6 weeks or so from my due date, and we really wanted to make it special for Chase. I’m so glad we did, since I got put on bed rest on New Years Eve and couldn’t do anything with him.

He got new blocks, and has been obsessed with building ever since. (Please ignore my prego-ness)

His Auntie Jessa got him this tent, his smile says it all.

Later, at MomMom and PopPop’s he played with his “cousin” Ammo.

In a very sweet moment, Chase’s Great PopPop played the piano with him.

Last Christmas was special for so many reasons. It was our last holiday as a family of 3. It was Chase’s first “real” Christmas.

Last year four generations of men in our family celebrated.

This year there will be only three.

We love and miss you PopPop D.