We made the trek to Georgia for Christmas this year, and had a wonderful time. Taylor quickly grasped the concept of unwrapping presents and loves playing with new toys and dressing up in new outfits. Poor little girl — just so many new toys and so few hours in the day to play with them. All we need now is a house to put them all in.
This weekend we’ll be visiting Huntsville family, which will wrap up our Christmas celebration and kick off Taylor’s 2-year-old birthday parties. The partying never stops.
Getting an early glimpse of the fun that awaits Christmas morning
Wonder what’s in this one.
Lots of gifts under that tree. Sure hope we have time to open them all.
No chimney? No problem. If the phrase, “The stockings were balanced on the back of the sofa with care” sounded more poetic, I’m sure Major Henry Livingston or Clement Clark Moore (depending on who you ask) would have used this in the famous poem instead.
A new Tupperware shape sorter, just like Mommy and Daddy (and probably most other kids) once had.
This one’s more challenging than her previous shape sorters, but even 10 different chapes can’t throw this girl off her game.
The hardest part was getting her to put down one present so she could unwrap another one.
Flash cards, just like she plays with at school! Watch out world.
“Grandma gets presents too? I’ll help her unwrap hers.” Just for the record, Grandma is not mad in this picture. Nor is she mean. She’s the best Grandma a little girl could ask for.
“Is this what I think it is?” …
… “Yes, I think I know what this present is!” …
… “I was right! It’s a box!! And a very comfortable one at that.”
Once we managed to get into the box, Taylor found it full of goodies from Grandma and Grandpa.
A new Wiggles DVD! The ride home should be lots of fun.
Cousin Alyssa gets new skates.
Taylor plays with her new DVD while Daddy gets a moment to open a present.
Cousin Darrin gets a Spongebob video game.
Fridge Phonics: The same song over and over get old, but Taylor loves putting the letters in the hole and pressing them to hear the letters read back to her.
Cousin Lecil bites. There, she admitted it.
What’s this? A potty for Alyssa? …
Nope, just a box to hold her new Foxx. Poor girl, she was devastated to unwrap a present to find a training potty box. That was a mean joke, Aunt Elizabeth.
Uncle Darrell gets a leafblower. No fun there.
“Which toy should I play with first?”
Aunt Leslie looks longingly at the tree – shouldn’t there be a present for her too?
A giant Elvis stamp! Now she’s happy.
It’s pure madness. Maybe the living room will recover one day.
But Grandma doesn’t care. She has Deluxe Scrabble.
Somehow I get roped into playing Horsey. Not a good idea after Christmas dinner.
Cousins Adam, Alyssa, Darrin, Lecil and a squirmy Taylor.
Another attempt. Taylor doesn’t like group photos.
Please can I get down now?
One more cousin shot – Lecil wasn’t ready yet.