Most people who know me are very aware that my favorite holiday is Christmas. When I was pregnant with Chase during Christmas, I kept imagining what it would be like with him here the year after. I wanted to share with him all of the joys of the holidays that make me love it so much: the aroma of cookies baking in the oven, wrapping presents, and trimming the tree. Well it is now a year later, and my dream came true…to an extent. He doesn’t quite react to any cookie scents, he’s unravelled almost all the ribbon and wrapping paper he can find, and he’s pulled four ornaments off the tree so far. I guess at nine months you can’t expect much more than that. However, watching him explore Christmas in his own way, even if it meant me yanking the tree lights out of his mouth a few dozen times, have made me appreciate the holidays with a new perspective.