|Our 2011 Christmas Card|
|L-R: Rhett, Maci, Hill & Britton|
Note to other party mom's...2 year olds cannot eat pretzels with m&m's mixed with white chocolate and made into a ball. Their mouths are not big enough and they can't grasp the concept that the food can break into little pieces and they don't have to gnaw on it and break all of their baby teeth out. My bad. Again, the thought that counts right?
So now that I've learned Martha Stewart is not child friendly in her gourmet goodies I can just be myself. What a relief. At least the kiddos enjoyed their grapes.
My mom sent Hill no less than 6,000 presents individually wrapped so the week before we let him open one present a night. He loved tearing into them. He'd open it and say "Oh! Book! Read Book!" or his favorite was the Cars 2 movie she sent. I think we've watched it 32 times in the past few days.
My pictures of Christmas are few and far between because I'm still learning how to use my Mac and resizing pictures has not been figured out yet. I'm sure you have NO DOUBT that I took a million and are probably appreciative I'm not replaying every tear of every box onto my blog....because I could and would if I knew how.
Hill woke up and walked into the living room and straight to the corner where he left the present he'd opened the night before. He didn't even turn to check out the whole living room was filled with dinosaurs, cars, race tracks, clothes, a Black and Decker workshop, play doh, coloring books, stickers, magnets, and not to forget the slew of wrapped presents.
So, since he totally missed the three ring circus of toys when he walked in the living room Chip and I were really able to see the shock on his face when he turned around and saw all the loot! His face literally was like, "Umm, what is this? Seriously, what is all of this? OH MY GOODNESS IT'S ALL MINE!" It was a slow motion process and hilarious! He was so busy running around trying to give everything the attention it deserved I couldn't get a good sitting still Christmas morning picture. So here you have it... an action shot.
|Working on his new fire truck with his new screw driver|
His big gift was already given to him since Master Carpenter Chip had to construct it over a few day period. We've had a 20 foot tree house in our back yard since we moved in. It was the adult tree house and for sure not kid friendly unless you want your toddler to start bungee jumping early. So WE built a 1st level 5 feet off the ground with a slide and steps for the young outdoors man to enjoy now. I use the term "WE" loosely. I did a good job of moral support. Chip hammered every nail and cut every board and did all the magical things to make Project Tree House 2011 happen.
|Chip and Hill building the tree house.|
Hill had his plastic blue hammer to help Dada.
My favorite toy was his digital camera. My son can now be vain at his leisure instead of insisting 24-7 to see my cell phone to view "Pictures of Hill." Yay for Fisher Price Tough Kids camera / video camera with a lens that flips so he can film himself! I'm glad to know that maybe just maybe other kids are as egotistical as mine.
I also liked the fact that my genius son figured out that the dinosaur could hold his jelly beans and then he could put the dinosaurs head in his mouth to get the jelly bean out an eat it.
|Who knew dinosaurs liked Jelly Beans?|
As for Doug the Elf, he will be missed until next Christmas. Maybe he will drop by mid year to keep a check on Hilly poo. This was where Doug was last.... waiting for Santa and ready to ride away on the reindeer.
|As Hill would say, Yee Haw!|
As if Hill didn't have enough fun on Christmas, he woke up the next morning saying, "Open presents?"
What did Chip and I get for Jesus' Birthday you ask? Well Chip got the super de duper HD blah blah blah 3D structure detector and monster jaws loch ness monster locator. That's my translation of a state of the art fish finder for his fishing boat.
And yours truly can go ahead and kick the bucket after February because Chip is fulfilling my #1 bucket list item - - Elton John tickets. We are going to Las Vegas to hear Elton John and my husband can video me screaming and crying and clawing my eyes out like those teeny bopper girls when they saw the Beetles. Oh my goodness I am going to FLIP! I may just go ahead and die while he plays Candle in The Wind. That might just be better than being old and dying in my sleep. Ironic, yes, but blissful and Heavenly - no doubt. I wake up every morning wondering if it's time to go see Elton yet. I think my other present was that we are getting a garage door, but I can't remember because I'm going to Las Vegas to see Elton John.