E's Gift From MIL

In case I have not told you, H's mother does not know how to choose age appropriate gifts. However, that is another post. This year for Christmas, MIL got E this doll (ages 3+) that has shoes and socks that can be removed:




It doesn't look annoying. However, looks can be deceiving. When you push this doll's chest, it sings "Mary Had a Little Lamb." This in itself would not drive you crazy except for the fact it sounds like a munchkin. Try listening to that 1 billion times a day.


Today, I noticed that E is way too quiet. When I look over, she is trying to put the doll's shoes on her feet. Picture shoes the size of nickels being put on her big toes. I couldn't get to the camera quick enough. However, I did get a picture of her trying to put the shoes on the doll's feet.




I'm sure it is just a matter of time before these shoes either get lost or are eaten!!!

Merry Christmas

Last year E was too little to enjoy Christmas, but this year was a whole different story. She was a joy to watch as she would unwrap her gifts. She loved tearing the paper. It was funny to watch as pieces of paper would come loose from the package, she would bring it to us to throw away. After the package was unwrapped (or almost unwrapped), she would ooh and ahh about what was in it.

Here are a couple of pictures:

The best gift she received as from my parents. My father made her a cradle for the Cabbage Patch Doll he and my mother got her. My mother also crocheted her a blanket for her doll.

When E first opened the gift, she pulled out the blanket and the doll. After she discovered the cradle, she put the doll and the blanket back and tried pushing the cradle back and forth across the floor. After she figured out the cradle rocked, she did this:

Scared me to death. I kept waiting for her to fall out.

Merry Christmas!

Random

These pics were taken earlier this month when E visited Santa at mommy's work. She was not happy. She flirted and played with everyone until it was time to visit Santa. At which point, she got next to him and just stared. When I tried to put her on his lap, she threw her head back and started flailing her arms and legs and screaming at the top of her lungs. Of course, that shot was missed. These are the best shots (Mommy is cropped out).

There are only 4 days until Christmas

And the first time in years, I am behind the eight ball. Christmas cards to pick up address and mail. Last minute Christmas gifts to purchase. My holiday baking has yet to be started. Am I a victim of the shortened holiday season or a casualty of the “not enough hours in the day”. You can decide.

Today, we finally got a family Christmas picture taken as well as a picture of the kids together. Trying to get everyone’s schedule to mesh is a major undertaking. But we did it.

The picture below was taken a few days ago.


Tonight we took E to see the Christmas lights on one of the local houses. This gentleman has set his house lights to music. He has about six to eight Christmas carols that the lights flash and blink with the music. E would sit the in car just oohing and ahhing as the lights blinked. She would clap after the songs. She definitely will be into music when she grows up!

What a Way to Start The Day

It's nothing like having a little excitement to get your day going. The day started with E waking up at 4:30 a.m. At which time, she refused to go back to sleep and wanted to start her day. After getting everyone up and dressed for the day, I went to start the car. Surprise, I was greeted with sleet. I come back in the house and get E's coat on her and start out the door. E is so distractable. Between her brother and the sleet, I can hardly keep her attention. I finally get her next to the car where she loses her balance and hits her head on the tire rim. I heard the klunk. I fully expected to find blood when I picked her up. Luckily, this is all I found.

Isn't it amazing that 20 minutes later, she is all smiles. What made matters worse is when I reached the daycare, she was asleep. I started to panic when she wouldn't wake up at first. Sheesh. This evening, it is just a little scrape.