|Baba showed Abigail where Santa was in|
On Christmas Eve, I was working in the kitchen with my dad to make some soup and salad, Larry was at church with my mother, and the kids were trying to keep themselves busy. Joseph saw that there was a wrapped gift under the tree and, being new to the existence of gifts, assumed (correctly) that is was for him. It was long and thin and he picked it up and unwrapped an end and started to beat his sister with it when she tried to take it from him and put it back under the tree. I decided to allow him to open it because it was a new light saber like Abigail's and the two of them could occupy each other while Dad and I finished making dinner. He opened it, let out a squeal, and began jumping up and down cheering and yelling with excitement. It was super cute. (And, for the record, he and Abigail did in fact play together with their light sabers until after dinner time that night.)
On Christmas morning, Abigail wanted to plow through all of her presents in 30 seconds and then help Joseph with his. We had to remind her to slow down and give her brother some space. She received the remote controlled car she wanted from Santa, a Mensa endorsed game of building, spatial skills, team work and communication from Larry and me, as well as a Razor scooter, and Old Maid (which she has been playing non-stop with her grandparents for 2 days). Joseph received a firetruck from Santa, a bulldozer from Larry and me, as well as a pattern puzzle. Both kids also received a few things from their 3 grandparents and 6 aunts/uncles.
Joseph has figured out how to use the word "MINE!!!" and he does so with great gusto 100 times per day. It cracks me up every time, especially when he uses it on something non-desirable that he touched last or on something that isn't his but to which he is trying to stake claim.
Abigail was old enough to watch my family play White Elephant Gift Exchange. She helped by determining whose turn it was and bringing them the gift they wanted. But she got pretty upset when I decided to "steal" from Grandma Judy. She yelled at me "IT ISN'T NICE TO STEAL!!" We all had to explain the rules to her to convince her that I was not being mean, but this is the way grown ups play sometimes. She got into it before the 2 gift exchanges were finished.
With the mild weather, we were able to enjoy time outside as well as a fire on the deck with my whole family. It was very relaxing and wonderful to enjoy some wine, chocolates, pies, chocolate pies, and great company around a fire while my parents played with the kids in the yard.
|Joseph got into the stealing action|
during our White Elephant game.
He stole this wine glass holder for his juice.