Since so far it appears as though the Mayans were wrong about today, I figure I better do another post to stay on track. This Christmas season has kept us very busy. Whit is at the age now where he understands Santa and more importantly the birth of Jesus, so Andy and I have enjoyed feeling like kids again along with him. His excitement over the simplest things is so very refreshing. Here are a few of the activities that have kept us busy over the past several weeks.
Strict attention to detail during gingerbread house construction.
Whit and his co-workers, Emerson and Ella
Whit's first Christmas Pageant. Ok, I use the term "pageant" loosely. It was about twenty 2- to 6-year-olds singing a few songs for us moms at MOPS one morning. Our little man is the third from the right. I have a video of the event as well, but it looks about the same as this - a smiley boy standing perfectly still while enjoying the singing and dancing going on around him. It must be stage fright like his parents, because he loves to belt out tunes just about everywhere else (grocery store, car, sitting at the piano with mom, etc.). His favorite holiday classic is Jingle Bells. Andy and I often hear him singing himself to sleep at night. His repertoire also includes Yellow Submarine, He's Got the Whole World in His Hands, and Jesus Loves Me. I do have to say the boy has rhythm, something for which I am immensely thankful.
When asked what he wants for Christmas, Whit consistently requests a reindeer. I asked if he wanted a small fuzzy stuffed animal, and he said no, a real-sized one. Not wanting to disappoint our boy, we took him to a local reindeer farm last weekend. He thankfully had no interest in bringing one home, but was excited to see what will be pulling Santa onto our roof. Of course we had to explain that Rudolph was probably in the barn getting a spa treatment along with Santa, gearing up for their big global trek.
Dasher and Dancer did grace us with their presence. Does that fuzziness not make you want to risk being gouged just for a quick cuddle? No? Just me?
This was the other answer to Whit's reindeer request. I figured if I couldn't give him a reindeer, I would turn him into one. The nose lights up when you put it on, delighting him to no end.
We finally got snow yesterday! Whit was very anxious to build a "big snowman"...
...but graciously settled for this little concoction. Twig arms, acorn eyes and mouth, carrot nose, and maple leaf hat. While to some it may appear as compost remains, to him it is a spectacular creation that he enjoys checking up on from the front window.
A weekend in Chicago with Nana and Papa early in the month allowed us to do some of the traditional things that Andy and I have enjoyed in the past, including a trip to the downtown Macy's to see the windows and eat in the Walnut Room. (Excuse the whale that jumped in the photo at the last minute. She was firmly reprimanded for taking up half of the frame.)
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