Christmas Morning

Fletcher gave Trevor and I an awesome Christmas present by sleeping in until nearly 10 am. We went to Candlelight Service at 9 pm, so we didn't get home until late and I was up until 3 am taking care of some last minute details, so I was particularly happy with this gift. Fletcher is still a little too young to get excited by presents, so we spent a leisurely morning having breakfast and then checking out the goodies from Santa. Since Fletcher still plays with toys he got last year, and because we usually give Fletcher what he needs when we find it (remember, with kids with special needs like Fletcher, toys are typically developmental and are considered part of therapy, so if I come across something that he can play with or would like, I don't pack it away to open in December), we have begun a new family tradition and ask that Santa only bring us four gifts a piece: something we want, something we need, something to wear and something to read.

For his want Fletcher got a flat-screen computer monitor to use with our old desktop computer in order to play his favorite online games; his need was a telescoping bracket to mount the monitor on the wall in his playroom so it can be raised or lowered depending on his positioning (in his corner chair vs. stander); he got a new outfit to wear to our family holiday party this weekend; and finally a book of Christmas songs to read that also has buttons to push for the musical accompaniment, to keep mom and dad on tune.

The boys posing by the tree, Fletcher in his Christmas Eve pajamas his Grandma Adams sews every year for each of her grandkids.

Fletcher with a death-grip on daddy's present.