Dear Baby

Little Traditions.

December 7, 2004. Brent picked me up for our first date. He was wearing brand new pumas. They were green and he smelled faintly like leather and vanilla (I would later learn he bought both the shoes and the cologne especially for the occasion).  It was the beginning of all of this: A relationship. A marriage. Two babies. A lovely life. You can read about the rest of that night here.

Fastforward seven years. On Saturday we bought a DVD copy of The Polar Express. The same movie we watched together all those years ago. The movie where Brent first held my hand, but this time, there were more hands to hold. Four little hands that existed because of that first date. We made a pallet of blankets in the living room and watched as wonder filled Everly’s eyes with the falling snowflakes and chugging train on the screen. Arlo fell asleep almost immediately, but I held him close to me while we watched. Brent and I kept looking at each other and smiling.

This weekend we found another small way to celebrate this beautiful gift we’ve been given. A sweet little nod to our first date and a new family tradition to enjoy with our kids. The Polar Express night. When they get a little older, we plan to add other fun activities like building a gingerbread house or painting ornaments. We hope this becomes a night that they anticipate and look forward to each year. The perfect way to kick off our holiday celebrations and a reminder of how far we’ve come together as a family.

Love,

M

Do you love little traditions too? We are crazy about them and are always looking for new ones to create for our kids. Do you have any special little traditions you already have or hope to start for your family?