Should I write about the fun and anticipation of bringing the baby downstairs to her first Christmas morning?
Should I write about her stocking that was hung by the chimney with care, or the beautiful presents under the tree?
Should I write about the way Leah was more interested in the tags and bows and wrappings than the actual presents themselves?
Should I write about how the weather outside was anything BUT frightful? That we took a walk and it was nearly 60 degrees outside? The fact that this winter has been the least snowy since the 1920's?
Or, should I write about the snuggly, cuddly baby we had all day? About the way she kept crawling over to me, wherever I was, and climbing up to lay her head on my shoulder? About all the giant, open-mouth kisses she was giving away?
Should I write about the complete joy and contentment I felt while watching our sweet girl encounter Christmas for the first time?
Should I write about the fact that it has felt like Christmas every single day in our house for the past 9 months since Leah joined us? That Casey and I got so much more for Christmas this year than just presents? How we've been blessed in bigger and more amazing ways than either of dreamed possible?
I just can't decide.
We hope you had a merry Christmas, and that the New Year brings abundant blessings!