Wednesday, December 24, 2008

Merry Christmas!

I know I haven't had much to say this month, but I've been busy sewing, sewing, sewing! It's a very handmade xmas. This morning, you're off to Amy's for an xmas party, I'm out while the house gets cleaned and then we're off to Grandma and Grandpa's this afternoon. Merry xmas and maybe after the holiday, I'll have time to get the thousand photos up of every party and event we've hit this holiday season!

Thursday, December 04, 2008

Hard work

Last Friday, Nana offered to babysit you which you jumped at the opportunity to not go to the babysitter as normal. You guys had a wonderful day and in turn, you were an absolute delight at night. We hadn't seen this lovely side of you since Nana began home dialysis and was unable to babysit you during the days anymore, about a month ago now.

That night, Dad asked you if you'd had a good day. You said yes. Then he asked you what was so hard about going to Amy's. You thought about it for a minute and said, "Ummm, it's hard playing all day." Then we totally understood. At Amy's, there were four other kids who expected to play with you all the time and it was hard to keep up. With Nana, you could set the pace and Nana would play whatever you wanted, whenever you wanted.

Today, Nana offered to babysit again. Today, though, you had big plans. After taking you to your first real hairdresser haircut, Nana wanted to take you for lunch and then to the mall to see Santa. She said you were so good, sitting nice for the hairdresser while she trimmed up your bangs and took 2-3" off your long, gorgeous locks. Then you ate most all of your lunch at McDonald's, even though Playland was closed. And you even sat nicely on Santa's knee and got your picture taken as a present to me. While I haven't seen or talked to you yet as I went out after work and you're now fast asleep, I'm sure you'll only have the sweetest things to say about your day.

The girl who stole Christmas

A few nights ago, I told you a story in the dark about a little girl who woke up on xmas morning and there were no presents. Her mom and dad didn't have enough money to buy presents or food to have a nice xmas.

You chimed in right away with, "yeah, that girl took my big Santa present and I was really mad." I said, no, nobody took any of your presents but you insisted. "Yeahhhh, the girl took it from me." I went on to say that maybe we should buy that little girl a present so she would be happy on xmas morning. You agreed.

The next night we went to Wal-Mart and you picked out a toy for 'that girl.' You picked out a Littlest Pet Shop set and said, "Now that girl won't take my presents."

Right. Now that we've distracted this poor, little less-fortunate girl with a small present, she totally won't take your big Santa present. Or so your theory went.