Hangin' Out With Santa

Chrissy celebrated Christmas Eve with her favorite activity, dig the eyeballs out of her dolly.  No, I'm not kidding.  She loves dollies way more than I ever could, but she is a strong believer in them blindly being her friend.  Ha, ha!

We had a great day playing and napping.  I was under strict instructions to go right to sleep at naptime because we were going to meet Santa tonight at Danny and Bridget's house.  Their Mommy has Santa's personal cell phone number and arranges this super special gathering every Christmas Eve.  You bet me I went right to sleep.  I even got a B-A-T-H and picked out a super cute dress for the upcoming meeting.  And then I promptly got distracted by the tv.

 Chrissy was distracted by a cup.  Silly Chrissy!

Kisses!

Not to be outdone, Daddy paused for a photo op.  Daddy and Chrissy match!

Chrissy?  Just might love her cup a bit more...

Guess who just landed on the rooftop?  I know, I know! 

Santa!

You can't tell from these pictures, but I was so super excited to meet Santa that I sang silly songs and rolled onto my back with my feet straight up in the air. Super ridiculous, I know but Santa is right in front of me!

Womp!

Ready, set....

Womp!

Bridget was ready for Santa's lap. I'm pretty sure she had a plan and knew just what to tell Santa.

I was super excited to see Santa live and in person!

And he brought me a special present with my name on it and everything!

Can it be??

Can't tell what these are?  I know, I know!

New cowgirl boots to replace the ones that I outgrew months ago but kept wearing even though they gave me blisters.  Yay, Santa!

These match my snowman dress. Double score!

Just us girls!

At least I look cute!

And here we have the money shot of Chrissy and Santa!

Wowsers, Santa brought me two presents!

I sure am lucky!

Now this is one happy reindeer Samantha!

Before we knew it, time to go home and put out our snack for Santa.  I picked milk for his bones and a whole wheat vita top so he will go poop.

Sleep, sleep and tomorrow we will celebrate family and gifts of toys and time together.

Miss Danielle overheard me coaching a friend at school who was making a bad choice.  "You need to share because Santa is watching."

Then it was off to Emily's for pizza and princess dress up.  I'll be a pink princess, if you please.

Geez, it's a bit tricky getting up in these heels.

Chrissy tried blocking the camera.  I totally know how she feels!

She is a big talker and totally digs phones.  A bonus when they are purple.

Life doesn't get any better than this- pizza, princess dress and apple juice-- and all with my bestie, Emily.

Even Chrissy gets in on the action.  She is a huge fan of crust.

A rarity in this house.  A picture of Chrissy and Mommy!

At last, a picture of super cute Robert. He is normally sleeping or fussing during our witching hour gatherings.  What a treat!

Roaming The Aisles Of Target- For Big Bird!

Yes, this is how Chrissy looks after four hours of sleep.  Frankly, I have no idea how she does it and don't ever want her sleep schedule. I need a good ten hours at night with a solid hour and a half nap to feel up to snuff.  Otherwise, I get a bit grumpy and let the world know it.

Can you believe how happy bappy she is with such little sleep?  It peeves Mommy because sleepless nights for Chrissy means sleepless nights for Mommy.  Talk about a person needing sleep, Mommy takes the cake.  Yeppers, there have been many grouchy days in this here house lately. 

Chrissy is obsessed with playing with her food.

And her water cup.

Mommy and I soon ditched the eater and went to Target to pick out a Christmas present from me to Daddy and from me to Chrissy. I took the task very seriously and ended up with the following:

For Daddy: a yellow slinky, opened and quality control tested by yours truly; a large bag of Rolos; A Big Bird DVD and a Strawberry Shortcake DVD.

For Chrissy: a mini kitchen that makes lots and lots of noise and lights up.


Imagine me at the DVD display telling Mommy that I needed to get one for Daddy and one for me.  Mommy quipped that there wasn't one display that would make both Daddy and me happy.  People behind us laughed.  I think at me, but I can't be sure.

Anywhoo, we came home and I tried on Mommy's new necklace and hung out with my favoritest Daddy of all time. I love you, Daddy!

Chrissy Eats (Sorta) While Samantha Spells!

I'm not the most enthusiastic eater these days.  I think it's the constant ear infections and the fact that everything is way more interesting than the offerings before me.  Watch this video and you'll soon see that Samantha is way more entertaining at meal time than I could ever be.




   

Oh, boy.  Did I take some notes today.  On the way to the mall, Samantha told Mommy that Dane at school calls her baby.  Mommy thought she had wax in her ears and asked Samantha to repeat it twice before realizing that Samantha is no longer a toddler. Daddy did not react well to this milestone (of sorts).  It was a tense moment in the car.  That it until Mommy asked where that came from and Samantha responded with, "my mouth".  Then both Mommy and Daddy busted out laughing as they realized the humor in the situation.

We brought more humor to the mall when Samantha lunged head first down the slide and squealed in delight when she landed on the ground with a satisfying thud.

I took a more laid back approach to the playground.

Until I got so excited I couldn't contain myself.

So Daddy let me join in the fun.

Totally worth it!

Back home, Samantha made her letter to Santa.  It said

Dear Santa,

I want to dress up like a princess.

Please come visit me.

Love,

Samantha

She worked very hard to trace the letters Mommy wrote.

But not so hard she couldn't smile for the camera.  Well, as smile as a three year old does these days!

Here's the moment captured on camera.  Enjoy!



After the card was all squared away it was time to bust out freestyle.  Hey, so long as Santa can read the card, she's good to go!

Next year?  We will both make cards!

Ear Infections And Checkers

This morning at breakfast, I told mommy that I wanted to be a good listener so I could go to mall and have a donut.  And they thought I'd forget.  Ha!


I cozied up on the cat rug and read myself a book.  No joke.  Here is the proof!

And then I busted out my Highlights magazine and the appropriate reading attire.  It sure gets chilly in the..... kitchen??

Just like Grandpa Krempa, I'm obsessed with winter-ware.

And Chrissy is obsessed with making a mess.






Chrissy got another ear infection so I went to Target with Mommy to pick up the medicine.  I found the nail polish and asked to buy some for my nails.

Yeppers, this is what an ear infection looks like.  Poor Chrissy!

Thankfully, her ear troubles haven't messed up her balance.

Or her ability to take a darned good picture with Daddy, Pooh and me!

Make that two good pictures.

After naps it was time to head to a holiday party, where I played a mean game of "checker" with another three year old named Michael.

On the way home I wasn't quite sleepy so I entertained Mommy and Daddy.

I counted to 100 all by myself and celebrated my success with lots of cheering from the front of the car.  Think they cheer me on for every little thing I do?  Think again.  When I tried to top this feat by counting backward, the peanut gallery was silent.  What's wrong with 100, 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1- hooray?