To help pass the time until Christmas, my Mom has been running me around as if I am a donkey. I think I may be making the trip to Bethlehem as I go from party to party. Luckily, there are lots of nutritional grasses for me -- donuts, sugar cookies, chocolate chip pancakes...the list goes on.
Here's one party where I sang, or was supposed to sing. My sleeve tasted much better than a song.
I really hope this is the way we can pass the time next year. Yesterday, we went on a boat ride to find sea jellies and see the Christmas lights along the canals. I've posted my two favorites -- a Santa face and the Family Griswald house (if you look closely you can see the dad hanging off the house -- how he stay up there?)
I hope Mr. McGregor celebrates Christmas. Maybe he'll finally catch Peter? I can't help but be a little bit disappointed when all those bunnies get away. What can you expect? I have coyote pillows on my couch that my Grandpa and Dad took out (meaning -- killed, bam, no longer). Let me tell you something, though, all other Beatrix Potter books without Mr. McGregor, complete bore. I don't want them in my collection anymore. ONLY MR. MCGREGOR BOOKS!
On that note, I can't wait for Christmas. I hope I get all the things I've been putting on my wish list for the last year. I can't remember a thing on them but every time we go into a store, I let my Mom know all the things I want on my wish list and there are just too many to remember. I will say, I can't wait until one day I can write it down because my Mom tells me she won't write everything. She told me I didn't need baby bouncer, but I told her I could still fit in it and listen to music when she needed me to sit in time out. I'm not holding much hope that made it to the list, but oh well.
Can't wait to go to the snow!!! We've been praying for more -- we've got to make an igloo or I'll be so disappointed. Gotta practice my building technique so off to do Legos.
Later,
lil' e
