Once my computer decides to start working properly, I will be penning my Christmas recap. Until then, I just want to see these little faces from some of our Christmas festivities.
Are you in love?
Because you should be.
These Faces
Joke Is On Me
It’s true. The joke is always on me when I think a family picture is a good idea. And forget Micah and me, taking a picture of both of my kids is even a joke. My sister Megan — the picture taking maniac — just said that taking pictures of my kids is tricky. My “non smilers” are either looking away, or more often, Scout is making a funny or stinky face. So when I had the bright idea of getting them to kiss in this year’s Christmas photo session, I was an utter fool. The first day of shooting was a horrible mess. I knew Micah was going to come to our rescue the next day, and he was literally holding Icka at the waist, as he was trying to reason — scold — and then threaten Scout into kissing Sweets. (I don’t blame him since Icka had a snoofy nose, and I wouldn’t be friends with snoofy nosers in my youth.) Out of many, many pictures, we had only one that was usable. So I am making an across the board announcement — when you open your mailbox to our Christmas card (yes, some may be arriving post 25th), blame the kids for a mediocre picture. Which in the end, unfortunately makes a mediocre card.
(Here is a family shot at the Dana Point boat parade, where Scout insisted on trying to undress in the 40 degree weather. Some things I get — that, I don’t.)
11 months
At 11 months, Ickity Dickity was just spotted by the house cleaners going down the complete set of stairs by herself. I didn’t teach her. I actually liked the fact that she knew that she was stuck at the top. It turns out the culprit is Skilly. Good for Skills to teach my child things, but if they can be things to contain her mobility, I would even be happier. This little girl is the busiest, and most-non stop little thing ever. I just checked back to see what Scout was doing at this age, and they are completely different. At 11 months, I took Scout to the farm, and he just sat nicely and fed the rabbits for 30 minutes. Once Christmas is over, I am going to test Icky at the same location. I can safely predict, that she won’t be sitting in one spot feeding some rabbits.
11 month fetes
-She can “mooo” and “ruff ruff” (we are working on meow)
-She can point at anything (but usually to the water to tell me she is thirsty)
-She eats anything and everything (let me emphasize the everything)
-She walks everywhere, and climbs up and down the stairs
-She patty cakes
-When she hears music, she bops up and down (and must have the best balance since she about folds herself in half)
-She is sweet and cute and leans over to give the ones she loves kisses
-She is a great sleeper (always has been)
-She made Christmas pictures an absolute nightmare on day one (Scout made them a nightmare on day two)
-She is a total mama’s girl, and I love it!
Santa, Rudolph and Sweets
I have never paid for a picture with Santa, but this year, I gave in. Probably because I didn’t want to sneak my camera, and try to catch a picture of my kids with Santa without the “elf” helpers getting mad. Are you kidding me! Since when do you have to pay for a picture if I brought my own camera. Kind of rips off the meaning of Christmas.
Skilly’s Tracks
Skylar is officially entering the “awkward phase” of life. She had her first zit a few weeks ago, and then I took her up to the world famous — Dr. Jorgenson — to get her braces put on. Icka joined in on the fun, and was a dreamboat the entire time. Possibly because I let her walk and crawl everywhere in the waiting room. I figured that the appointment was going to be long, so it wasn’t worth fighting her unsanitary urges. It’s funny how I look back at pictures of when I had braces, and I undoubtedly looked awkward. Whereas, she looks kinda cute with hers on.
Before
Skilly and her Namesake
During
Icka just occupying the time
After
I told the doctor that I might have a child who has perfect teeth, and we wouldn’t be needing future services from him. When he looked at Icka’s mouth, he said that she has the worst kind of teeth — really big so when the bigger adult teeth come in, there won’t be any room. What a rip!
Icka’s future adult teeth
I saw these photobooth pictures that Skylar took when we got home. Apparently, she was spreading the news. (This is the same face she made for the first four days because she said it was the only way her braces were comfortable — might have something to do with the vampire teeth that are coming in that have their very own braces.)
The good news is that the events of this day gave Scout a new idea for Christmas. he has now officially added “braces” to his list. Unfortunately, his desire for braces got the best of him when he was taking a nap and saw my retainer. He was “trying” it, when a hook in the back impaled his inner cheek, and he started screaming bloody murder. Micah went to see what was going on, and saw our little boy’s face covered in blood with my retainer sticking out of his mouth. Micah said it was like a fish hook, and had to get in there and remove it. Apparently Scout was really brave, and after sucking on some ice, never made mention of it again. Too bad, the little “incident” hasn’t gone away, because he woke up this morning with a red and warm cheek, that was visibly swollen. Poor guy.
Train Ride
Scout was beside himself that he got to ride the train ALL BY HIMSELF. He had so much fun, I let him go twice.
Trio
RoRo is new to town, and my kids adore him. Scout and he play together really well, and RoRo might be in love with Navy. (I think pushing and hitting signifies love at that age.) They were all playing at the mall playground, and were impossible subjects to catch on film. So enjoy the sides of their heads.
His Little Conscience — And My New Best Friend!
Thank goodness for creative and BRILLIANT people, like the people who came up with “Elf on the Shelf”. Scout’s elf (named Jingle) has been like his little conscience lately. Amazingly enough, Scout has been more polite, nicer, and much more responsive to me when I ask him to do something. I am wondering what can replace the elf on December 26th? Or maybe Jingle will be watching him year round. Overkill? We’ll see how he acts once Jingle goes back to the North Pole.
Two of Jingle’s hiding spots.
I Get It
Like mother, like son……I used to sleep in the splits.
What Generation Am I From?
What the ??? I was at Costco today asking about a new HD Video Camera. The helper told me one option might be the FLIP. I told him that I already had the FLIP, and wasn’t sold on it because the zoom was nonexistent. His response……”Well, it really is for MY generation.” When I asked him how old he thought I was, he knew he was in trouble.
Then yesterday, my mom was asking about what I wanted for Christmas, and gift ideas for other members of the familia. When I came up with the ultimate idea of 300 Chuck E. Cheeses tokens, she thought it was for someone else. Little did she know that I am craving those little gold delights. When she realized I was talking about myself, she made some comment about me acting my age instead of four years old.
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