John Cave Osborne
The holiday season is a natural time of reflection, or at least I’ve always found it to be. Which is why I’ve been digging through some old pictures of our baby this morning. After all, this will be his second Christmas, and now that he’s walking and even armed with a four-word vocabulary, (mama, dada, bye bye and something we think might be please), I want to be sure to remember every step of his journey.
And as I was reviewing many of Luke’s pictures, I kept thinking I’d be taken aback by the incremental growth I saw as I flipped from one to the other. And I was. Only it wasn’t the incremental growth in Luke that floored me. It was the incremental growth in the relationships he shares with his siblings.
It’s funny. Just like him, I see those bonds every day. But also just like him, those bonds have grown and are even more beautiful now than on the day he was born.
It’s in that spirit that I present to you my 10 favorite sibling pics in the last 17 months.
Our baby boy was a surprise. At the time he was conceived we already had three-year-old triplets and a nine-year old, and that was plenty for us, thank you very much. As you can imagine, learning we’d be adding yet another little one to a relatively large and chaotic crew threw us for a bit of a loop. One of the things I struggled with most was the concept of our existing family dynamic. Simply put, I just couldn’t imagine how my existing children would make room for their soon-to-be little brother. Particularly my boys.
It’s funny how things work out though. Because they’d sort all that out themselves.
So there I was, minding my own business over the Thanksgiving Day weekend, sleeping in till 8 (decadent!) when I was awoken abruptly from my slumber by my oldest and the triplets. They had baby Luke with them.
Now, as you can see from the picture below, we’re going “free flow” with Luke’s hair, and I’m not sure why. We didn’t really do that with any of the others. Yet, for some reason, the long unruly locks seems to fit our youngest, so we’re just kinda going with it.
Tomorrow may be the day we set aside to give thanks, but to my family, it’s just the beginning of an entire season that’s dedicated to gratitude. And this year will be more special than most.
And that’s really saying something. Because 2006 was quite a holiday season for my family. It was our first one together and I’ll never forget how thankful I was to have found my beautiful wife and stepdaughter.
It was no guarantee, you know. That’s the one thing I’d learned in my 36 years. That nothing was a given. And I’d recently reached a point where I began to realize that marriage and a family might not be part of the plan for me.