No, this isn't an announcement, so hold your britches.
Whenever a new baby enters our family,
my father carves that little one something unique to celebrate their first Christmas.
It's always something clever and cute...
like a bun in the oven!
(or a lady bug or a stork or a pumpkin seed...
with 8 grandkiddos so far, Dad is getting more and more creative with what he carves.)
All hand crafted, painstakingly detailed and one of a kind.
Aren't we all so lucky to have a patriarch that cares so much?!