Winter

So much goodness has taken place in the last month. Our winter solstice was spent feasting and quietly getting ready to be immersed in family for Christmas. We played in the snow and lit our bayberry candle to keep vigil through the longest night.

Then Saint Rowan arrived...

Rowan found his infant Santa outfit when I cleaned out his closet. While I lovingly folded each little sweater and pair of tiny pants too small for his quickly growing frame, he demanded to wear his "Santa suit" despite it being suited for a 3-6 month-old. With a "Ho, ho, ho and a bottle of juice" (apparently Santa has some pirate in his ancestry) he marched downstairs and told me to sit on his lap.

The remaining holi-days were filled to the brim with family warmth. Cookie baking at Meme and Grampy's house...

Hanging with Great-grampa Evans. The youngest first son of the first son of the first son with the eldest...

Papa acting holi-silly...

Then all was quiet again. Rowan enjoyed some of his new games and we settled into the pace of a new year that will hopefully pass a little slower. I won't hold my breath for that one.

I've got a new year's gift for you all next entry--a tasty recipe and a simple project to share with the munchkins in your life--so stop back soon.