I can walk! That's right, my friends: What started Thanksgiving weekend as a serious toddle has become a slow but steady heel-toe adventure. I tip my cap and welcome myself to transportation of the biped variety. With a pair of socks and a classy set of Velcro shoes, I walk from the kitchen to my bedroom, and from the living room to the it-always-seems-to-be-closed-when-I'm-around-bathroom door. I can walk. And, I'm just so darned proud of myself.Sam's getting big. I mean it. At six weeks, the kid's chubbin' out of clothes that I just barely fit into at his age. How does he do it? I'm thinking I'd better get my eye-pokes and skin-pinches in now, because I'll quickly lose the battle once my kid-brother establishes a sense of balance. Ah well. It sure is fun to have another little one around. I promise to post pictures of the boy soon.
A bit of local news: Both Sam and I are sporting Packer gear today, in honor of theVikings-Giants cancellation and the caving of the infamous Metro dome roof. What a weekend! Three cheers for 15+ inches of snow, functioning snow blowers, and the opportunity to watch the Packers instead of the Vikings. Go Pack, go!
The holiday season fast approaches. They're hosting a living Nativity scene at our church this year. I think the event is set for next weekend, and so far, no one has volunteered a Baby Jesus. I wonder if Sam would have the hutspa to lay in an outside manger for an hour, surrounded by ... well, perhaps I can volunteer to be a shepherd .. or a sheep ... while he basks in the glory of infant holiness. We'll see.
We're off to see G&G Conrad before they high-tail it to their winter hide-away, and then we're rollin' to Omaha rels for Christmas. I'm excited! I watched Mom start a draft of our Christmas letter last night. She says she's still thinking about how best to document the many thoughts, lessons and happenings of the year. Keep your Christmas cards coming, my friends! Mom promises to send you one in return.
Happy December! (And yes, I'll let you know what comes of the living Nativity scene ...)
Ken
