On the first day of Christmas my daughter gave to me, her unconditional love.
On the second day of Christmas my daughter gave to me, two pony tails and her unconditional love.
On the third day of Christmas my daughter gave to me, three stuffed bears, two pony tails and her unconditional love.
On the fourth day of Christmas my daughter gave to me, four hissy fits, three stuffed bears, two pony tails and her unconditional love.
On the fifth day of Christmas my daughter gave to me . . . five big bear hugs . . . four hissy fits, three stuffed bears, two pony tails and her unconditional love.
On the sixth day of Christmas my daughter gave to me, six pairs of Robeez . . . five big bear hugs . . . four hissy fits, three stuffed bears, two pony tails and her unconditional love.
On the seventh day of Christmas my daughter gave to me, seven wishes on stars, six pairs of Robeez . . . five big bear hugs . . . four hissy fits, three stuffed bears, two pony tails and her unconditional love.
On the eighth day of Christmas my daughter game to me, eight jumps on my back, seven wishes on stars, six pairs of Robeez . . . five big bear hugs . . . four hissy fits, three stuffed bears, two pony tails and her unconditional love.
On the ninth day of Christmas my daughter gave to me, nine rubber duckies, eight jumps on my back, seven wishes on stars, six pairs of Robeez . . . five big bear hugs . . . four hissy fits, three stuffed bears, two pony tails and her unconditional love.
On the tenth day of Christmas my daughter gave to me, ten belly laughs, nine rubber duckies, eight jumps on my back, seven wishes on stars, six pairs of Robeez . . . five big bear hugs . . . four hissy fits, three stuffed bears, two pony tails and her unconditional love.
On the eleventh day of Christmas my daughter gave to me, eleven hugs with mommy, ten belly laughs, nine rubber duckies, eight jumps on my back, seven wishes on stars, six pairs of Robeez . . . five big bear hugs . . . four hissy fits, three stuffed bears, two pony tails and her unconditional love.
On the 12th day of Christmas my daughter gave to me, twelve goodnight kisses, eleven hugs with mommy, ten belly laughs, nine rubber duckies, eight jumps on my back, seven wishes on stars, six pairs of Robeez . . . five big bear hugs . . . four hissy fits, three stuffed bears, two pony tails and her unconditional love.
To Bryn this first Christmas:
Holy infant, so tender and mild.
Sleep in heavenly peace, sleep in heavenly peace.
Love Dad
5 comments:
OK, must admit that was well worth the wait! Sniff, sniff. Well done Girard! Those pictures really capture miss Bryn...and we love to see you two also. I especially love the last one, so full of emotion. What a wonderful gift for Bryn.
That was a very precious poem! I liked the way you sprinkled in the little hissy fits in and amongst the other "gifts" because that is totally what parenting is. Lots of amazing miracles and the odd little hiccup here and there to keep us humble. Love the pics.
Auntie Chele
Girard, that is beautiful written. I love the humor (hissy fits at our house too!) and the love. It's hard to put into words what these little girls have brought to our lives, but you did an amazing job.
I love the photos too. It's nice to see mom and dad in some photos with Bryn. I think my favourite is the final photo. I think it should be called The Wonder Of Christmas. You can see the joy in Bryn's eyes.
Happy First Christmas as a family!! I look forward to Christmas morning pics.
Awww, Girard! I was counting on you for laughs not tears! But thanks anyway for the sniffles - your sentiments are beautiful. I love the poem.
The photos of you guys are wonderful too. Bryn looks gorgeous in that dress in that first pic. Incidentally, Claire has the same dress but it doesn't quite fit yet.
See you soon!
Girard, that is soooo sweet. Bryn will love having that special poem from her dad when she is older...
Love the pics, especially the first one. that is so cute.
Nice to see pics of you guys too. I was starting to forget what you looked like :)
xo
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