That's what Beatrice had....a Christmas with no expectations whatsoever, and it was beautiful to witness. She oohed and aaahed over her presents and everyone else's, in some cases even before they were fully opened. And, despite the fact that we gave her very few things, she was more than complete long before the last was given. May just a glimmer of that contentment remain with her every Christmas and always. The only glitch in the holiday is that our furnace ran out of water, unbeknownst to us, and had stopped late Christmas eve, so we awoke to Santa's presents in a 53 degree house. Fortunately Anthony figured out the problem quickly and by breakfast time we were toasty again.
We are leaving for a 2-day trip to NYC in a couple of hours, but I wanted to clear out the camera and post something before we leave. It's been a wonderful week with Anthony's folks in town, three nights of parties, and a refrigerator still full of yummy food at which we keep pecking away. It will be back-to-reality in many ways come Wednesday, but these past several days have been like a time warp, in a good way, a very special time, and I will always remember B's first Christmas with us as filled with wonder.
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