Mia got her first tooth! It poked right through Christmas morning. I don't know if her Daddy and I were more excited about it or if Logan was. You see, Dr. Kappel told Logan that Mia should have a tooth for Christmas when she went in for her last checkup. Ever since that day, anytime I asked Logan "What happens on Christmas?" he would respond "Mia gets her tooth! And it's Baby Jesus' birthday." I cannot even imagine what would have happened if that tooth had not made it through on time.
Santa treated Mia and Logan like the super great kids that they are. Logan was so funny Christmas morning. He came bursting into my bedroom exclaiming "He came! He came! Mommy! Daddy! Santa came and there's presents everywhere!" Then when we walked into the living room, he said "Aww, man! Santa messed up. I didn't mean for him to bring Sissy a big car to ride in - I wanted him to bring her a little car so she can play race cars with me!" I couldn't believe it. What a little stinker! Luckily, he got over that very quickly when he began opening his own gifts. Box after box, he tore open the paper and exclaimed "It's just what I wanted!" It was such a nice experience. Then, Mia woke up (we purposely let her sleep late so that each of them could have their own time to open all their gifts without feeling rushed or overwhelmed by the other) and she was nothing but smiles with her new little tooth sticking right up through her gum line. She sat down with me to open her gifts and ate a few pieces of paper. After about 10 minutes, I let Logan take over opening her gifts. It was so nice to watch the two of them interact. Logan was so gentle and sweet - he let all of his toys wait on the side while he helped Mia with her toys. And Mia sat there just watching and smiling while her big brother gave her so much attention - it was like she had stars in her eyes. They are so sweet with each other. I know those days are probably numbered, but I truly hope that I will always remember how they are right now. My sweet little angels.












