I have been neglectful of my blog here due to the holiday craziness that I know you all can relate to, and as such, will not hold it against me. Right?
I’ll begin with a slightly hyperactive Cooper-style version of Jingle Bells. Warning: This is not for those of you who suffer from motion sickness of any kind. This boy has energy.
The three of us spent Christmas Eve at my parent’s house, which is a long-standing tradition that usually includes egg nog with lots of booze (I was neglectful about that this year, too, and didn’t make it.), a crazy game where you steal other people’s gifts, tons of appetizers, a little wine, and some good family time around my parent’s fireplace. It’s pretty much my favorite day of the year and I look forward to it for months. This year didn’t disappoint. We had a wonderful time! Here’s a little pictorial for you to enjoy:
First, here is my niece Jenny beautifully assembling a veggie tray. Good job, Jenny!
And it just wouldn’t have been a fulfilling family gathering if my mom hadn’t wielded a weapon of some sort at me…this time, it happened to be a knife. In the past, it’s been anything from a fork to a large, heavy, injury-inducing head of lettuce. Though, truth-be-told, that was in the grocery store, not at home.
We took the usual photos by the tree….
Coops, as seems to be his usual holiday style, refused to eat anything but lefse…again. (but who can really blame him?)
He had a blast hanging out with his cousins
And Jack even let him use a new extreme fighting maneuver on him…
Coops scored on the gift front, getting the tractors and tractor books that he really wanted from Grammie & Papa, among other things, some more Cars paraphernelia from Uncle Ken, Auntie Sue, Caitlin, KC and Sarah, and an absolutely crazy Bob the Builder tool bench from Uncle Greg, Auntie Fran, Jack & Grace. It’s got something like 2,987,001 pieces to it. Okay, maybe not quite that many, but it sure feels like it when I’m trying to pick them up. Which reminds me…thanks a bunch Greg & Fran. You won’t mind if we buy Jack & Grace a live pony for your backyard, will you?? Your neighborhood association would love that!
At one point in time, cousin Bob attempted to make off with Cooper’s Bob the Builder safety goggles. That’s a nice look, Bob…I can see why you’d try to score those.
We headed home under much opposition from Cooper, who was really enjoying his new tractors, but we had to call it a night.
He wound down at home with a final Christmas Eve story with Daddy
Do you think Bob sporting those goggles was the reason that Cooper woke up screaming in the middle of the night? Hmmm…. Anyway. He did. I have no idea what it was all about, but it seemed like it went on forever, and he’s not usually prone to nightmares. I’ll chalk it up to too much lefse.
Santa came, and we assisted him in stuffing Cooper’s stocking full of all things trucks & cars, as requested during his Santa visit(s), and one stuffed “gaga” frog to make up for the one that Betsy attacked and de-limbed.
And then it was bedtime for all…and to all a good night! (well, at least until Cooper woke up screaming bloody murder at 2 in the a.m. anyway).
Holiday Recap Round 2 coming shortly. Stay tuned.