On Christmas morning Caleb had a cozy place by the fire where his brothers could help him open his gifts and he could stay toasty and warm. It was sweet to see his brothers pile his gifts on his lap and be excited for him. I love seeing my boys help Caleb experience the magic of Christmas, and I love the way Caleb shines with a Christmas spirit all year long.
I know if Caleb could speak he would want to thank his Dad for a gift he gives him every night. We stay up late with Caleb every in order for his medication to take effect and to have some special snuggle time with him. We usually tuck him into bed around midnight, but it usually isn't long until his alarms start beeping, he needs suctioning, he needs a diaper change or more medicine. A few nights a week we have been blessed with night nurses who sit with Caleb from 12-6 so we can get some sleep. On the other nights Caleb is blessed with his sweet father. Dallan selflessly gets up with Caleb numerous times each night to turn, change, suction and love him. He never complains, and quite often I'll hear him visiting with Caleb while tending to his needs. I know that there will be a day when Caleb can wrap his arms around his father and thank him for the service he renders in those quiet hours of the night. But in my heart, I think Dallan already knows.
