The day after Christmas we came home to visit the pediatrician. After the ear infection diagnosis, we hit the pharmacy and drove to see my in-laws and Aunt Shirley on Thursday evening.
We awoke on Friday morning to Christmas again!
Abby's theme this year was a Woodland Christmas, so her tree had lots of woodland creatures, pinecones, and other flora and fauna of the outdoors.
She also put out cookies and milk for Santa, along with a note to Santa from Genevieve.
She misspelled G's name on the note.
That mother in law of mine!
She likes a good joke.
Abby passed out gifts.
Aunt Shirley was greatly entertained by the many animals that accompanied us.
The tissue paper and boxes were the best gifts of all.
Pebbles helped with all of the pretty packages.
This star was actually part of a gift box. Or was it a toy?
We conferred with Shirl on that one.
T received a bottle of Woodford Reserve with his name engraved on it.
Abby and Papi gave G a beautiful handmade sweater from Nicaragua that they bought at the Latin Festival.
Abby insisted that we hit up the Stride Rite for a proper shoe fitting. G is a 5 1/2 Wide. Mother of the year had her in size 4 shoes. I'm into foot binding, it seems.
Geesh.
Talk about feeling like a fabulous parent.
G wasn't sure about the diagnosis of "wide."
Although my feet are big, they are narrow.
Skis, if you will.
Alas, I will claim this fat footed baby.
Our time at Stride Rite ended abruptly after G decided to smack a 4 year old girl in the store.
Luckily, her mother was at the register and did not witness the event.
I hightailed it out of there with my Brunhilda.
Aggressive babies are so embarrassing.
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