My family has always exchanged presents at Epiphany (Christmas giving was reserved for Santa). I really wanted to keep that beloved tradition, though I do it in a much more subdued way than my mom. So for each of the kids I got a little religious picture: Good Shepherd icons for Sophie and Ben, San Damiano crosses for Anthony and Lucia, and a Mary Magdalene icon for Bella (backordered so she actually unwrapped a coloring book with various images of Mary.) Because I was in the hospital on January 6, this year we opened our presents on this past Sunday, the Feast of the Baptism of the Lord. My mom more than made up for any scantiness on my part as she brought a plethora of presents not only from her and my dad but also from my sister and my brother Stephen. Bedtime was a little late what with all the present-opening excitement.
I didn’t get any pictures in the excitement. Oh well.
On Friday Bella made presents for everyone. On my way through the dining room I noticed her hastily covering her paper with her arms. She allowed that she was working on a present for me. Sometime later I heard them go into the office and then come out again. Bella rushed into my room with a roughly kite-shaped package formed out of green wrapping paper with lots of tape. It was labelled “MOMA”. As the day progressed she made presents for Dom, Sophie, Ben, and Anthony. Anthony insisted on opening his right away, a cute little picture of a dog, labelled “DOGY.” Dom’s picture was a portrait of him on Christmas morning sitting in the blue chair, getting his beer (Guinness) from Santa. Ben got a truck. Sophie, who also couldn’t wait and opened hers on Friday, got a princess (and immediately started crying because somehow it wasn’t the princess she wanted Bella to have drawn.) I have to take some pictures of Bella’s drawings and get them online.
Then on Monday morning we took down the tree since Dom was going in to work late. I was sad to see the tree go since I feel like I hardly got to celebrate Christmas this year with being sick and all. (Though I have to admit that Lucia is by far the best Christmas present I’ve ever received so I guess it rather balances out in the end.)
Speaking of which, my little Lucy-girl made her debut at Sunday’s mass. Father was talking about remembering our baptism days in his homily and borrowed my little miss to make a point about how small we were or something like that. (I confess I was a wee bit distracted during that part of the homily.) I was glad I’d put her in a dress. I almost just left her in a sleeper.
Here’s a closeup of Lucia in her dress. Isn’t she pretty in pink.
Anthony has lately taken to napping in my bed. I can’t resist putting Lucia down next to him after he’s fallen asleep. Seeing my two sleeping babies side by side makes me just melt.
Aren’t they just the sweetest?
I have taken pictures of Bella and Sophie holding Lucia, but I need to get them off my camera and I don’t have the card reader handy. Well, maybe next time.
Meanwhile, here’s a sweet picture of my middle children, Sophie and Ben, reading the Horton Hears a Who popup book. Aren’t they adorable too?