The Random of Steph

You'll just have to excuse me, the Christmas posts keep right on coming. I've got some pics stored and away and when I have time ( when I get tired of surfing facebook ) I try to get them out there for all five of you. Because I think I've added a poor soul or two who follows my meanderings. Welcome to my niece and nephews daycare. We dropped in to see them in their Christmas programs. Apparently Santa was in the lobby. With candy canes. Jackson knew the drill and jumped in his lap. With the appearance of candy, Ava was not far behind. So, Ava jumps in to get a cute little poke from Santa and her sugar. Meanwhile, I ask Sage if she'd like to sit in Santa's lap. We hadn't done the Santa thing so I thought this was a good time to try it out. She wanted to do everything Ava did. She gave me a clear "NO!". And I suggested that maybe I could stand next to Santa while holding her so we could take a picture. "NO!" And then Santa...

I'm going to refer to this as the incident. Although, truth be told the whole week before we left for Idaho was an incident. These are the resulting pictures from when Sage was trying to climb onto the dining room table (or so we guess) from the time out chair where she had just been placed. This was after I found my new iphone in the cat's water dish but before the day where Scott went to Urgent Care because he thought he had appendicitis and as he walked out the door Tigger puked all over the floor. Needless to say the kid had been crawling out of her crib all week long and only managed to hurt herself when we were both right there, but not watching her. She's good like that. That's quite a nice fat lip if I don't say so myself.

Ava was over and Sage needed to take a bath. Ava was more than happy to join in. If you think these pictures are sweet, you totally missed out being there. Total fun. Until we had to rinse Ava's hair. Then she wasn't so happy with us. It's okay, she got over it once I let her wear Sage's ducky pajamas. Her dad forgot to bring her some over. If Sage was wearing jammies, then she was too! PS. Does anyone love my MIL's gold bathtub? That's what I thought. She's planning to redo it eventually. Even she know's it's time in the limelight has faded. :)

Christmas morning. please excuse the sleeping jammer looking me Sage doesn't know quite what to expect She's getting it now.... Boise State sweats. Uncle Jason rocks! See, that's uncle Jason watching us on the computer, all the way from Iraq. Can you see that's she starting to get the hang of this? Books and more books. Little kid heaven.

Aunt Wendi bought herself a fancy smansy SRL camera for her anniversary. Which happened to be the 21st of Dec. Therefore, she got a lot of really really good pictures. Wecome to Christmas Eve. interrupting the cookie baking enjoying the super old, but fun, rocking horse "Mom, COOKIE!" the two of us. Just chillin'