2013’s holiday season is coming to an end. Truman has
experienced his first Christmas. Despite the awesome lion play station we gave
him, I don’t think this will be a memorable Christmas for Truman. We’ll show
him the pictures, proving he in fact was alive on Christmas day, 2013, but try
as he might, he won’t remember.
A baby’s first Christmas is really a parent’s first
Christmas, a family first Christmas. I’d say ours was a success. We opened our
few presents. Truman played with the wrapping paper. I did my fatherly duty and
put together Truman’s toy.
To my wife’s chagrin, we resorted to our usual holiday
gift-giving practice of agreeing on gifts to buy ourselves online, though she
did buy for me a very nice flannel shirt. One of my resolutions, other than maintaining
this blog, will be to be a better gift buyer for April. I’ve never been good at
this, be it Christmas, birthday, anniversary, or any other occasion requiring a
present. (Even April’s engagement ring
wasn’t much of a surprise; she’d picked it out from an artist’s Etsy. When I
bought it, April had been watching the item on the site, so she asked me if I
was the buyer once she saw the ring was no longer available.) So I got a nice
shirt and April got a yarn swift and a necklace.
As unmemorable as this Christmas will be for Truman, I will
never forget it. Our small family, in our small apartment, with our small
presents under our small tree, there’s not more I could ask for, and nothing more
that I need.
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