12 days of christmas || day 7

this is the first year, in all of our years together, that i’m not making jon’s christmas gifts.
on our first date, he requested that every gift i ever give him, i make myself.
i mean. . .
whaaaaaaaaat the. who says that? on your first date?
he’s not particularly a softy – he just appreciates handmade gifts. {or already owns everything he needs}
i’ve made blankets, treasure maps, scrapbooks, bags, robes, boondoggles, treats, ties, photobooks, gloves, etc.
you name it, i’ve made it. {or my mom made it, while i tried my hardest to stay awake}
+ in the end, i am so glad that i did.
i love christmas.
it is full of magic. but can i just say, it’s even more magical with little j in the picture.
this year, we have had a blast planning, making + scheming for him t o g e t h e r.
we’ve always claimed that you become a grow up when you get married,
but recently, we have come to the conclusion that we didn’t become r e a l grown ups, until jonah was born.
i’m sure that jon wasn’t looking too far into the future with his gift request,
but whether he knew it or not, he established a fun little tradition for our family.
christmas morning can’t come soon enough.