Rebekah Irene Griswold

Rebekah was entranced by the Christmas tree.  That giant addition to our living room decor must have seemed like one great big new toy for her.  She loved the lights and the garland, but her favorite part was the Christmas bulbs.  Many, many, many times a day, we had to remind her, “Rebekah, no tree,” as we watched her venture over with an outstretched arm.  If we weren’t keeping a close enough eye on her, she would pluck those bulbs from the branches just like they were apples.  Even though I felt like I was redecorating those bottom three branches every few hours or so, the tree and its decorations thankfully survived the Christmas season relatively unscathed.