Last night we celebrated our first Christmas - one of many. Mo and Papa D, Aunt Meg, and Aunt Kaity came over, and we spent the afternoon opening the pile of presents under the tree, playing with our toys, and of course, eating. Blake grilled steaks for dinner, which were some of the last from our 1/4 cow, made a delicious beet and apple salad and grilled asparagus to go with Mo's yummy scalloped potatoes. We finished the evening with Pots de Creme, a recipe which I need to post, as it's become a staple in our house. Anna was in remarkable form the entire evening, enjoying our company and her new play things. We were thankful for the time with family and the ability to give and receive so many wonderful gifts this holiday.
Less than interested in posing in front of the tree.
The doctor is in. This was not a Christmas present, but something Mo found ages ago that I was waiting to pull out of the closet for role play prior to a potentially traumatic allergist appointment. Anna found it yesterday morning. Needless to say, it was a hit.
Finding all sorts of things in Mo's ears.
Yippee! A new sewing machine. I hope to be sewing A LOT after the holidays. Thanks Mom!
Story time with Aunt Kaity.
Playing with everything on Aunt Meg's lap. This orange mass of plastic on Anna's lap is a big inflatable bouncy ball with handles that Anna lugged around all night. It was probably the favorite gift.
And, then, after a restful night of sleep, Anna woke up a totally different kid. She was complaining of her sore tooth, but after snuggles in bed, a very shaky little girl wanted to guzzle water. Whiny, shaky, excessively thirsty...I was pretty sure she was going to vomit. Sure enough, it came after a couple of saltines. So, we've been snuggling, watching TV, reading books, and taking small sips of "special juice," hoping that this one passes as quickly as the last one, just over a month ago.