As always, we kept the celebration simple, filled with the things we love and the people we love. We meet my parents and Reece's god parents at a conservation area, not far from our home, for a very cold, wintery hike. The sun was shining, the wind was blowing and Jack Frost was nipping our noses. We walked, talked and laughed, then headed back to our home for a late lunch.
There were a few presents to be opened, some memories shared and time spent just hanging out, celebrating our little man.
A lovely day, and the perfect way to celebrate Reece.