A Thrill of Hope

O Beautiful Christmas- I know a little late on posting Adri, but better late than never. It was such a sweet Christmas. It was really the first time Keller understood. We spent the weekend before Christmas in Houston with the Walker clan, no pictures but lots of fun was had. Keller is just in heaven when we go because he gets to wrestle, jump on the trampoline, eat Papaw's yummy pancakes, wrestle... there are four grandkids and two on the way and only one of those is a girl not to mention James' younger brothers 13 and 15. Then Christmas Eve we took Keller and Eric to see Santa Claus. I really thought that he would be scared when he got up there but we could not get up there fast enough. He jumped up on St. Nick's lap with the best of em'. Then we went to the Christmas Eve service at church. They usually do a little story time for the kids and Keller got to up this year. It was too cute. He was on the steps facing the audience with his twinkling reindeer shirt and some of the other little boys noticed and began to bang on Keller's belly to make the lights go off. Once again, wish I would have had a camera. Next we went back to Mom's house to open gifts with my parents, Margaret, Eric and my brother and his sweet girlfriend. It was a party. We headed home late and were up until 1130 putting together Keller's gift from "Santa Claus". It was the real shift from being the kid to being the parents and we loved it. Keller loved his kitchen but even more so I think his drum! Wonderful times.