Hope

Dear Grandma and Grandpa, Nana and Poppa (or whatever names I dub you as),

Merry Christmas. My parents have a tradition every year to open a new ornament when they decorate their tree for the year. I wanted us to all have matching ones - you, me, my parents, and my birth mom. When you hang this on the tree over the years, I hope you'll remember this moment. I am so blessed to be loved by you already. I can't wait to be a part of your family.

Love,
Baby Shoe

Handmade by Kate at P+H Chalk

O holy night the stars are brightly shining
It is the night of our dear Savior's birth
Long lay the world in sin and error pining
Till He appeared and the soul felt its worth

A thrill of hope the weary world rejoices

For yonder breaks a new glorious morn
Fall on your knees
O hear the angels' voices
O night divine
O night when Christ was born
O night divine o night
O night divine