A boy and his blocks

My dad is obsessed with Christmastime and always made the holiday season so magical for us. One year he put a brand new set of wooden blocks out on the fireplace a few weeks before Christmas.He left a note that was “from the elves” saying that this special treat was due to the fact that we had been very good that year.. Elise and I were SO excited to think that we were worthy of an early gift! I loved those blocks so much. I remember how they smelled, how smooth they were, and how they always fit together just right when I was building my masterpieces.  My mom found this very same set of blocks and bought them for Cole earlier this year. He is now in love with the blocks from my childhood.

A chubby hand selects the first block…

Just look at the concentration… I don’t care what anyone says, this takes coordination!

 

I just love his hands… I  know he will do big things with them someday!

Of course he knocked them over, but this is the face of accomplishment and satisfaction. I just love this boy and his blocks!