Is there a better time of year than Christmas for taking cute pictures? This Christmas the Boo and I headed to my parents' house, which is much bigger than our house and has steps, goggs, meows, and fishies. 
There were lots of newly accessible things for the Boo to explore, and she did so with gusto. My parents thought they had childproofed the house, but it wasn't really. Not to a two year old. Not when great-grandma's china is in the lower cupboard of a buffet behind the couch and china cabinet doors that have no locks. We didn't lose anything fragile, thank the Lord, but there were a couple of close shaves.
There were lots of newly accessible things for the Boo to explore, and she did so with gusto. My parents thought they had childproofed the house, but it wasn't really. Not to a two year old. Not when great-grandma's china is in the lower cupboard of a buffet behind the couch and china cabinet doors that have no locks. We didn't lose anything fragile, thank the Lord, but there were a couple of close shaves. Luckily, there were also lots of new toys. Auntie Laura showed Boo Boo how to ride a stick horse, 
and Grandpa let her borrow his giant kitties.
Dollie got a new set of clothes.
And so did Mommy and Annika. I think she was more happy with Dollie's new clothes.
and Grandpa let her borrow his giant kitties. Dollie got a new set of clothes.
And so did Mommy and Annika. I think she was more happy with Dollie's new clothes.
She discovered the joys of Christmas decorations, and everyone else enjoyed the pleasure of a two year old discovering new things. 
They also got snow, for which I was grateful. We haven't gotten any. I know my readers in Iowa (and now the east coast) will say, "Are you crazy? Be grateful you don't have snow." I know snow can be a burden, but around here, a little snow is like a rainbow. It reminds us that the seasons do indeed change and that while the earth endures, springtime and harvest, summer and winter will never cease. 
Plus it makes cute pictures.
And tired babies. Good night.
They also got snow, for which I was grateful. We haven't gotten any. I know my readers in Iowa (and now the east coast) will say, "Are you crazy? Be grateful you don't have snow." I know snow can be a burden, but around here, a little snow is like a rainbow. It reminds us that the seasons do indeed change and that while the earth endures, springtime and harvest, summer and winter will never cease. Plus it makes cute pictures.
And tired babies. Good night. 
