"Dear Sweet Baby Jesus"

I think the angel is getting cold.

I went to a Christmas concert on Sunday night and sat behind some friends from school.  They have a 3 month old boy and my friend was holding him so that he peeked over her shoulder at me throughout the entire evening. 


Big brown eyes.  


Soft, dark brown hair.


And the cutest little nose you've ever seen.


I was in love.


And then he projectile vomited all over his mama.
(Don't worry, I was still in love. It was cute vomit.)


It was great to have a visual aid as I listened to music that celebrated another child.  A child who probably had big brown eyes; soft, dark brown hair; a cute little nose; and who also probably spit up all over his mama.  


A child who loved me first and loves me still.  


That is something to be celebrated this season.