December 26, 2009

"Program"

It is all about the "program" -- growing up we had to perform at family gatherings:  sometimes silly things like reciting the alaphabet backwards at Grandma Naine and Grandpa Jim's fiftieth, and other times a more reverant song like "O Holy Night" one Christmas.  In our youth we would kick against the pricks and complain and whine.  But now, we love it.  This Christmas was no different.  The boy team sang the traditional "Dashing Through the Snow" with my boys as reindeers, Weston an adorable Rudolph.  But they also sang James's favorite version:

Dashing through the snow
in a pair of broken skiis
Crashing into trees
The sky is turning red
I think I'm almost dead
I find myself in the hospital
with staples in my head

December 13, 2009

8

James got baptized on his birthday.  When he came up out of the water he had a smile, and looked to find my eyes.  Afterwards I asked him how he felt and he said, "I feel like the weight of the world has been lifted off my shoulders."