Isaac and I sat today looking at the Christmas tree for awhile.
It was nice.
From a self-proclaimed “grinch,” it was nice.
I sat him on the couch then and we were both completely content to sit and stare at his feet.
He’d put one in his mouth.
Then giggle.  Both of us.
And, the whole time I couldn’t help but think…
Christmas has a totally new meaning for me this year.
I wouldn’t trade any of the mess that we went through to get here.