There are several things I learned this Christmas and I thought I would share them. This could be a very long entry, but I figured if you're reading this in the first place then you won't really care!
Initially I tried to put the pictures in chronological order. Long story short, the "logical" part didn't quite pan out. I am not patient enough to make it work, so now they are all mixed up.
We did a lot of celebrating this year at both of our parents' houses and of course at our own house Christmas morning. Here are lots of pictures from Christmas 2007 and the lessons that go with them.
Be very careful not to damage the bows from the presents. They are easily reusable, so you must be extremely delicate when handling them. (Oh, and bubble wrap is the best present ever. When you're a baby.)
It's tough fighting the paparazzi when you're just trying to take your baby for a walk. People walk up to you, take your picture, and just will not leave you alone.
I learned that our "baby" decided to become a toddler for Christmas. And after throwing a tantrum because you aren't allowed stand up in your doll stroller, it is essential to then flop yourself onto any nearby chair and sulk for a while.
I learned this Christmas that my three year old is very mothering and loves everything about caring for a "baby".
That same three year old is growing up much faster than I'm ready for.
Christmas wouldn't be complete without a sibling squabble. If you're the younger sibling, you should try everything you can to annoy the older one. And if you're the oldest, you should do everything in your power to inflict bodily harm on your baby sister (including, but certainly not limited to, pulling objects out from under her feet.)
If you like performing, a recording microphone is one of the greatest gifts ever!
I learned that my baby also loves babies.
Contrary to popular belief, you can find good help these days.
I learned that despite initial reactions, Lauryn LOVES her princess dresses from Santa!
Elmo sippy cups could possibly be the best $3.99 I ever spent.
I love my big girl. (Ok, I didn't JUST learn that this Christmas of course. But I had to throw this one in there!)
Kids like to make Gingerbread Houses. Parents do not.
Allison loves to climb anything she can, so this is the perfect toy for her!
Seeing Santa for the third time in a month is just as exciting as the first. And when you throw in Mrs. Claus, you end up with a three year old who is darn near exploding from the excitement!
If you put anything with a princess in front of Lauryn, you will get a smile in return. (Again, not a "new" discovery this year, but I just had to add this picture with the others!)
And one more thing I learned, but don't have a picture to go with it. Making multiple road trips in less than 3 days will result in your three year old learning 3/4 of the lyrics to Big Girls Don't Cry. I had forgotten that she has the memory of an elephant. It was just inevitable, what with the repeated playing of Mommy's ipod for 2 hours straight.
There is nothing more heartwarming than hearing that tiny voice in the backseat belt out the words, "I'm gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket, but I've got to get a move on with my life."
Ahhh, memories to last a lifetime.
4 comments:
That's a good song. When Owen was three he was singing every word to Dashboard Confessional's "Hands Down" which says "My hopes are so high that your kiss might kill me...so won't you kill me?...so I die happy." I remember the first time he sang it in front of my mother and she said "LINDSEY! He is singing a song about killing people!" ha
ps- looking at all your adorable christmas pictures makes me wonder if you saw my posting titled "A Pictureless Christmas" :)
Tell Lauryn I'm incredibly proud of her...also glad she has a new song to add to her "pear-shaved horn" repertoire! Also, did you notice that Mrs. Claus kind of looks like an elf - she looks all scrunched down and tiny.
so, I didn't know you were an accountant in afghanistan. Interesting.
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