Merry Christmas!

Well...I know this post is very very delayed. The thing is, Mom's camera was lost...and now it has been relocated! So we have some time to make up for, I realize, but luckily I have been very cute in the last couple of months so I have plenty of material!

I got to spend Christmas with both sets of grandparents and my favorite (and only!) Aunt Elizabeth. Of course the 'rents were there too. I know some kids have to wait until they turn 16, but I got a CAR for Christmas! Don't be jealous. I also love to help Mommy in the kitchen so I got my very own apron and oven mitt so I can help even more. Also some new pots and pans for my kitchen. You will notice I was able to use all my gifts at once (and while wearing the new PJs Santa brought me too!)

I was also able to have my first white Christmas ever! Amazingly enough, despite having lived in Ohio the last 4 years, it was Mom's first white Christmas ever as well. Hope you enjoy the pics :)

Meeting Santa

I don't know why, but the kid in front of me and the kid behind me were wailing for their pic with Santa. I guess their Mom and Dad didn't explain what Santa does...I was pretty excited to meet such a swell guy! I am hoping for a stereo for Christmas. I hope the big guy comes through for me.

Uh-Oh!

My new favorite thing to say is "Uh-Oh." Since Mom and Dad respond so well and laugh each time I say it, I have started coming up with reasons to say Uh-Oh. Like knocking over and playing in the trash. Uh-oh.

Christmas Cookies!

Today Mom baked a loooot of cookies. All different kinds, even some vegan cookies for one of her co-workers! I liked them all. I wasn't very much help making them but whenever Mom put on her apron I wanted to put one on too. And whenever Mom put on her oven mitt I put one on to be available if needed. Mostly I just ate cookies, though.

I didn't win this time...

Well, it ended up as coffee table-1, Me-0. Mom wanted me to make sure I posted about the incident, though, for the phone call it inspired. Mom was on call and at the hospital on Thursday night when Dad called her cell phone and with me crying in the background asked, "How do I know when he needs stitches?"
Mom said she didn't like that phone call very much...