Merry Christmas!

As Christmas comes around this year, I can't help but compare with this time last year:

1. we had just found out we were pregnant, 
2. we still didn't know if we were having a boy or a girl, and 
3. we weren't sure when to start sharing the good news. 

Life is certainly different this year, and I must say it has changed for the better. We're spending our first Christmas with our new little boy, who we are both head over heels in love with! He is the sweetest thing in 11 counties, and is so much fun. I never realized how wonderful babies could be.

We want to thank you all for your love and support, and for reading our blog even when I don't update regularly (I do hope to change that)! God has truly blessed us with a wonderful family and we are very thankful.

We wish each of you love and joy this year, and a very merry Christmas.

All our love,
Krista, Ken, Travis, and Saige

God Answers Prayer

I'm not sure how many of you have noticed yet that we no longer have Thor, the black/white, great dane/lab mix that we had for 5 years. Well, when we brought Travis home from the hospital, Thor did not understand how young and fragile Travis was; he kept lunging at Travis. We think to lick him, but it was pretty scary as Thor refused to calm down. I was scared for Travis, and told Ken that we couldn't keep Thor. This was pretty significant as Thor has always been my dog. He would cuddle with me, and I would love on him. Since he was a puppy, Thor has always been exuberant, rushing in where a dog with a brain would never go. Every time we had an incident, I would convince Ken that I could fix Thor, and would work with him to overcome the issue. However, I felt that because of Thor's exuberance, Travis would always be in danger. Though I loved Thor dearly, there is no contest between a dog and a child's safety. I couldn't take care of a baby and train a dog not to hurt him at the same time.

Oh, Baby

I can see that this blog is turning into a baby blog, where I mostly post about the kid. Have you noticed I blog a little bit more since we've had him? I guess there just isn't anything else of interest in our lives! This blog will be no different!

Baby Milk and Alcohol

We had our first party and Travis had his first babysitter this last weekend. Ken's work Christmas party was at the Mansion at Judges Hill - a beautiful, old hotel. We decided to treat ourselves and stay there with Travis. We stayed in the Magnolia retreat, which had a beautiful King-size bed with drapes hanging from the ceiling and floor-to-ceiling French doors that opened up onto a balcony overlooking a lovely garden. We even had a mini bar, where we were able to store Travis' milk, which just shows how much our lives have changed.

Aren't we cute?

Our good friend, Ashley, from work came to stay with Travis while we went to the party. Travis wasn't very interesting for her, he fell asleep before we left, but he did wake up a little later and she was able to feed him a bottle, and he seemed to be happy hanging out with her. We had fun at the party, and felt confident that he was in good hands, so it was a very positive experience for all of us. It helped to know that we were only a few staircases away from the boy. Maybe next time, we'll go a little farther away!
It's hard not to be completely in love with this baby. I confess that I'm completely happy to have my life revolve around him right now. In fact, I miss him even when I'm at work. I know he has a great day care, and it's obvious that it has been good for him, but it's still hard to leave him!
The other morning, he just looked so cute that I had to take pictures of him. I try most mornings to take pictures, but it doesn't always happen.

Ken and Travis playing

And before I sign off, here's a picture of Ken playing with Travis in his activity gym in front of the fire. I love watching the two of them play - it is the cutest thing. Right now, Travis loves Mama more than anything else; I can almost always get him to smile, and he follows me around the room with his eyes if I'm not right there with him. But I know that this time won't last forever, and soon Papa will be his favorite person, so I'm enjoying this time with him as much as I can and storing up every precious moment.