I’m going to be honest: I don’t really know why baby’s first Christmas is supposed to be so special. Unless the baby is brand new and it feels like Christmas just to have him—I get that. Not being pregnant any more, having a new baby, that does feel a little bit like Christmas. But when he is a rug rat crawling around and causing destruction and putting every little thing on the floor into his mouth . . . not so much fun. Constant vigilance is the key to the season.
But having said that, I do appreciate this “baby’s first Christmas” photo with Santa at our ward party. It is for sure not the magical Santaland that most people go to at Macy’s, but I just love that Felix seems so skeptical of this “Santa” person, rather than exploding into tears like most babies I’ve seen.