Sam made his official social debut yesterday at the full month / first month / baby shower party – The cumulation (and continuation) of sleepless nights, painful ear drums, and human excrement… everywhere. We do feel a overwhelming sense of pride from all that, somehow?
yet somehow we survived the full month, and look forward with great anticipation (why?) to louder screaming, temper tantrums, and bolder aromas that accompany diaper changes – strange how things work really.
[afternote: He slept through his party, waking after everything was over. We, on the other hand, slept only the morning after – party hangover much].
On this day, we celebrated with our family and friends the pride and joy that the begotten one hath brought. We are truly thankful for the love and support that has been showered upon us as a family. We, as a family, enjoyed the day throughly. Your (everyone who came) presence and laughter were key ingredients in welcoming Sam to the outside world.
(Verb of the day: Peer)
Although, I’m not sure if he will actually remember what happened (i.e., no, he will not remember anything: Infantile Amnesia). But he will feel the love, care and affection from the enduring stories and photos that you share. Of course, please share (age) appropriate stories, and photos with him when he’s older (not something like: ‘oh sam, i tossed you around like a rugby ball at your first month party, when you were soooo *complete with hand gestures* little’).
* note the rugby ball hold
Dear Sam, as you grow:
5 Trust in the LORD with all your heart, and do not lean on your own understanding.
6 In all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make straight your paths. – Proverbs 3:5-6