And now, in reverse order:
New Year's Eve 2009/ New Year's Day 2010
We switched things up this year and opted for a partay with friends at our place instead of watching our parents fall asleep before midnight. My mom enjoyed watching Baby Liam (she's a night-owl, anyway) so that Wes and I could hang with the big kids. Thanks, Ma! And in case you're wondering, Liam's Holyfield-esque boxing outfit says "Givin' Up the Funk." He's our little party-animal. On New Year's Day, we pretended we were pioneers and took Liam on his first hike (in the snow) in Imigration Canyon with Kev's family. He slept through it.
Christmas was nothing less than magical. There is absolutely nothing like the first Christmas with your first baby. I will never forget going to church with Liam on the Sunday before Christmas and listening to a very talented man sing "I Was Not His Father, He Was Mine." After the song, you could've heard a pin drop in the chapel- SO moving. But, my sweet Liam followed it up with a post-milk belch that destroyed any reverence that was present. Those in the immediate rows looked around to find the source of the disruption and giggled when they found our little guy- happy as a clam, bouncing on my knee. Apparently, he liked the song as well.
Thanksgiving 2009
Thanksgiving was Liam's first big outing and of course, he slept all the way through it. (I think this will be the last year he will sleep through holidays.) It was the first time he met his eleven cousins who live in the area (we quarantined him for about a month even from family because we were freaked out about the swine flu.)
Halloween 2009
Call me sacrilegious, but we didn't do the Halloween-costume thing this year since Liam was only four days old (lame, I know.) The monkey on his onesie was the closest we got (and I wore orange and black...go Tigers!). I just felt that stuffing a 4-day old into a bean-pod or pumpkin outfit could be considered a form of child abuse. With that said, it was probably the best Halloween we've ever had. We just sat around and looked at him all day, trying to comprehend that we actually get to keep him.
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If I were inside that little guys head, I would be hearing something like, "I think that Heavenly Father sent me a couple of pretty cool parents...they are definitely keepers now, because I really do feel loved...when I become a teenager, we'll just have to wait and see..."
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