I was having a hard time with blogger so I'm even more behind than usual. Lately we've just been gearing up for Christmas. We're going to pack the compound to maximum capacity for Christmas, so it should be fun.
We had Bill Butler take some pictures for us so those are posted here and there below. The ones of Maggie, are of her wearing a dress that was my Grandmother's and my mom had pictures of me taken in it when I was a baby too. I think they turned out pretty cute.
No this is not a joke, or neglecting my children. It really has been that hot. It's finally this past week been cool enough that maybe this might be a bad idea, but the first week of December, it was more than warm enough to play in the sprinklers...by the Christmas tree.
Friday, Molly had her school program. She did a good job singing Santa Claus is Coming to Town and I've Been Waiting for Christmas (think I've Been Working on the Railroad). She's been practicing for weeks and I was pretty proud of her memory of the lyrics (I'm a little lyric obsessed). I guess I shouldn't have been surprised she likes to sing her two favorite songs, Gingerbread, and America all the time. While they're both pretty funny to hear her sing, America (from West Side Story) is particularly funny. I think her favorite part is the howling dogs noise part.
On stage with her friends from school.
She even got to see Santa and Mrs. Claus afterwards.
Jonny and I would never have caved and bought something like this. Aunt Meredith is a whole different story. At least she lives here too, so she gets to "enjoy" it as much as we do.
Where's Maggie?
Peek-a-Boo!
The worst, (or maybe it's the funniest) is when she does this and walks into something. Babies are crazy.
Looking through pictures of Maggie, I'm surprised that I don't have one of her with only one shoe on, since for some reason she always takes one off. It's not always the same one either so we don't really know what she's thinking. She's pretty much in love with shoes. It's to the point where I think it's stunting her language development. Sometimes it seems like she can't think about saying anything else but "shoes". When we pass by shoes in a store, she pretty much looses her mind.
A few more little goofy stories I feel that I should write down so we can remember:
Molly loves to play school and of course she likes to pretend she's Miss Aly, her teacher. One day she was playing like this, and she needed to blow her nose, so I made her stop and take care of that. I'm always bothering her to "do it again" "take a deep breathe this time" "ok, this is the last time" "wait one more time" but this day, she was in the position of authority (Miss Aly) so when I started in, she says "alright, that's enough, Miss Aly doesn't have all day"
The other day a little spider was running across the counter and Molly freaked out a little bit so I smashed it. Afterwards, she started asking questions about the spider: what happened to the spider? Where is it now? Deep questions. I gave her some quick answers and she had this sort of contemplative look on her face. When the next round of questions didn't come I asked "What are you thinking about?" her answer: "presents!"