Almost Christmas

The month has flown by, and each day I think you seem to 'get' Christmas a little more.  Here's some fun we've had so far...

Decorating the tree...you needed a break after about 2 ornaments.

Dad's company Christmas party.

You had a lot more fun (and still have fun) decorating the felt tree I hung on the wall.

I spent a day telling you that 'soon' we'd decorate cookies.  When I finally got a minute to make the dough, I realized I didn't have eggs.  I whipped up a batch of rice crispy treats and we covered those with melted chocolate and candy and that was just as fun.

You met the elf on a shelf.  He's not too active yet.  (He's only moved twice all month.)  But it's not a big deal yet, so hopefully by next year he'll have more fun around the house.

We went to the uptown Christmas parade.  You're such a little sass for the camera.  I said, "Smile!" and you showed me a mouthful of food.

 Grandma bought you some new shoes at the store we were sitting by.

A late night mallow roast with dad.

 I make cupcakes a lot for work and you like to watch.  You ask a lot for cake so we baked up a batch one evening.

 We took about a week off from all the fun to get through a really bad cold.

 We walked around and shopped on Birch Street and you met Santa.  You examined him from head to toe, but didn't get too excited about the visit.  You're much more excited when you see pictures of him now, though.

 And we finished that evening off with dinner at 'Fries' (McDonald's).

Birthday recovery week

You always seem a little down for a day or two after family leaves town.  You look in the guest room when you get up in the morning.  And a couple of days ago I found you doing this.  It's a picture of your Greenhalgh Grandparents.

Grandpa Greenhalgh gave you a gift that wasn't so fun while he was here.  A cold.  You had a couple sleepy, yucky days.

Dad had a day off work and he took us to Ruby's diner for lunch.  Then we took you to the doctor for a flew shot.  You handled it fine.  The thing that (for some weird reason) freaked you out, was seeing the band aid on your leg the next morning.  I ripped it off and everything was fine a minute later.

Wednesdays are the best day of the week around here because it's garbage day and garbage trucks are your new obsession.

We invented a game where we take all the cushions off the couch, push the coffee table a little closer, and you jump/step/fall back and forth.  Hours of fun!

We just got back a while ago from the Huntington Beach street market and dinner.  It was in the low 70's.  The best weather we've had in months so we took advantage of it and sat outside for dinner.  There was live music right behind us at the market and you stood and danced all through dinner.

But as we were walking to dinner you found a friend...who would not stop following up... We finally had to run for a minute to ditch him.  You didn't mind him at all.