Round and round and round: it's like the Elderly 500
The big meal was fantastic, and we enjoyed the annual holiday debate over exactly what temperature the bird should be when it comes out.
Careful consideration is taken before the first slice
We hid out upstairs during the carving craziness
Careful consideration is taken before the first slice
We hid out upstairs during the carving craziness
On Sunday we went with my parents to visit the big man himself: Santa. Before we went I showed Genevieve pictures of herself sitting on Santa's lap last year and we talked about how fun it was to tell Santa what you want for Christmas. We were the second people in line and she was all pumped up to see him. We saw him coming down the corridor - it was the big moment! She took one look at him and turned to me with big eyes and outstretched arms and demanded, "UP PLEASE". Granted this Santa was a big dude, but she was seriously having none of it. So we watched the first family of three kids go, and they did great. Then it was G's turn and the waterworks started. I set her on my knee and scooted in close. She was gripping on to me like a fat kid with a candy bar but this wise Santa knew just what to do. He turned to her and asked, "Do you like dollies?" The tears slowed down and she turned back to him and said, ::sniff sniff:: "Yeahhh". He said, "Do you like Elmo?" She replied, "Yeahhhhhh". He said, "Do you like Dora?" She almost smiled and said, "Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh". It was hilarious. And we were able to end with a hug for Santa so we'll leave it at that for the 2-year-old visit.
I've got my list!
No way, Mama
This is when he asked if she liked dollies
Take the hug and run
Feeling super brave post-visit
I've got my list!
No way, Mama
This is when he asked if she liked dollies
Take the hug and run
Feeling super brave post-visit
The next weekend we got the tail end of what every other Midwesterner has already enjoyed this winter: the first snow. A couple of sloppy, wet inches fell overnight and gave us the chance to bust out the snowsuit the next day to help Daddy shovel.
Yo mom. Have fun drying these hats and mittens off
Perfect snowball snow
Helping dad shovel. We bought her a tiny shovel the next day which she now insists on carrying around in the house. It's especially adorable when she swings it around like a weapon.
Snow baby!
The whole snow family, including a noseless mom, an eyeball-less baby, a blobby dad, and a no legged poodle.
Yo mom. Have fun drying these hats and mittens off
Perfect snowball snow
Helping dad shovel. We bought her a tiny shovel the next day which she now insists on carrying around in the house. It's especially adorable when she swings it around like a weapon.
Snow baby!
The whole snow family, including a noseless mom, an eyeball-less baby, a blobby dad, and a no legged poodle.
And in keeping up with all things holiday, we finally got our little tree up on Monday of this week. G was all about helping decorate. Unfortunately she couldn't keep herself contained while we strung the lights so it was possibly the longest amount of time ever spent on putting lights on such a small tree. Oh well, we finished just slightly past bedtime so all was right with the world.
Analyzing the angles
Can't forget the baseball ornaments (or as G says, the ordaments)
Cheeeeeeeeeeeeeeze
Telling daddy to "put it wayyyyyyyy up there!"
Well, we did say it was a stocking...
Choosing just the right spot
Family '10. Like how I had to wrestle Ralphie into the picture? Pretty much sums it up.
Analyzing the angles
Can't forget the baseball ornaments (or as G says, the ordaments)
Cheeeeeeeeeeeeeeze
Telling daddy to "put it wayyyyyyyy up there!"
Well, we did say it was a stocking...
Choosing just the right spot
Family '10. Like how I had to wrestle Ralphie into the picture? Pretty much sums it up.
2 comments:
adorable family picture and i just love your description of the snow family. had me laughing out loud.
if only i had been there to eat the turkey skin, always the best part.
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