SANTA! & festivities

Santa always visits the credit union where Clay works so we make sure to stop by.

Lucy is a faithful stranger danger believer, (which I appreciate) so she didn't know how she felt about the big guy.

Bribing with candy does seem to do the trick tho, with Dad of course as back up.

We lined up the camera, threw her on Santa's lap, snapped the photo, and then she was safely in Dad's arms again.

 

 Even honey buns got to sit on Santa's lap.  We didn't have to bribe him with candy tho. Santa asked Clay what he wanted. Clay said a gun.  Santa said no.
(Anyone else picturing A Christmas Story where everyone says "you'll shoot your eye out")
Aww such a handsome boy.

 

 Dear old Santa asked me what I wanted.  I said a house.  (we have outgrown our home rather quickly, but I'm super grateful to be able to go to my own house every night and paint and play as I please.)
Santa never said anything.  So maybe my gift is still coming. :)

 

 Awww tender moments.  I wonder what she's asking for.

 

 I believe this was Christmas Eve Eve.  We decorated sugar cones to look like Christmas trees.

 

 You can see how much this excited Lucy and how she really got into things.
That's 3 dots in her mouth.

 

 Clay decorated his tree with runts, a good choice.

And Zoey complained of a headache.  Must have been from all the over played Christmas music.

This little girl is becoming more and more chatty.

Just now she was busy telling me that she had a wet bum.

I obliged and said "should we change your bum?"
"Would you like a bootlicious bum, or a ba-donk-a-donk?"
She replied, "jiggly tush"

Thank goodness for baby butts!  What else would we talk about? :)

I suppose we could talk about how upset she gets when she gets the hiccups. After all that is one of the most frustrating things a person must endure.

The poor thing.

Bless her heart.