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a Thankful Christmas

I have so many rich blessings to express thankfulness for this Christmas!
...just a few:

{Henry's sweet, goofy little smile. He crinkles up his nose, shrugs his shoulders, and squints those blue, blue eyes. His smile is a slice of heaven!

{Jonathan's wild, little-boy laugh. His laughter wipes away the stress of each day, it's charm re-focuses my heart to what really matters. His laughter is a slice of heaven!

{My wonderful husband Josh's warm, consistent embrace. I'm so grateful for the peaceful love we share, and for the comfort of his arms each night. His embrace is a slice of heaven!

{the Christmas cards we've been getting in the mail, from friends that are sharing this season of the early years of family life. Each card I opened had a photo of dear friends and their spouses and children gathered around... what a gift!

{the WONDERFUL straightener my husband bought me for Christmas!!

{the expressions on my kids' faces when they opened their stockings and gift. This is the first year that they are old enough to really understand that it was a gift for them.

{how my husband reacted when he opened the leather-bound journal I made for him-- it was one of those gifts that he would either really love, or "...oh... thanks...". He loved it :)

{that I have three more Christmases to attend! What an abundance of family!

{that God provided money for us to buy our loved-ones gifts.

{and most of all that I, and my family, have tasted the depth of CHRISTmas.

Here's a few photos of our little "just-the-four-of-us" early Christmas:





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  1. I am so blessed to see the sweet pictures and your beautiful praises this season (so far)! Every good and perfect GIFT comes down from the Father of lights!

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  2. Heidi, I'm so glad I can bless you! YOU always bless ME, with every word you share!

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