Christmas holidays are nearing to an end. Here's a recap:
One: number of weeks Scarlet spent at home by herself. She did a pretty impressive shredding job on the carpet on the stairs.
Two: evenings sans Chance thanks to Gramma Jo and Grampa Phil. We ate dinner with friends one night and watched a movie on the other night.
Three: pounds gained. Mom's cooking is too good.
Four: pairs of jammies given to Chance. Perfect, as he is growing out of his current pairs (they are getting too short).
On Christmas Eve the whole family (including Chance) went for a nice dinner at a restaurant. I ordered liver, I rarely get it and it was very good. Auntie Jen shared salmon with Chance and he ate like a little champ, once he figured out that the long fancy things on his plate were actually vegetables and not toys. There was not too much of a mess left behind, but the table cloth was absolutely soaked in oil (probably off the vegetables, he kept mashing them on the the table).
Christmas morning was a flurry of coffee cups being shifted out of Chance's reach, smiling for pictures, opening presents, eating too many smoked oysters and stuffed olives, wearing reindeer hats and playing cards.
Chance received, among other things: pyjamas, a baby nativity set, lots of books, a toy bus, an electric guitar, a musical toy, some ornaments for his tree, a set of grown-up big-boy underwear and a wooden puzzle.....there must have been other things but my fried mommy brain can't think right now. When we returned home to Calgary there were some gifts from Santa - some crayons and a farm set, along with his Grandma and Grandpa Demmans' gifts, which was a shiny red Radio Flyer wagon, plus a wooden puzzle spelling his name. Also, Grandma and Grandpa brought some gifts from family out West, a musical trumpet and a towel set. Whoooeee Chance must have been a good boy this year!
On Boxing Day we all went to Peking House, our favorite restaurant in Regina. Chance "ate" his Chinese food.....or rather he smeared it all over his head. His face and hair were pure oil by the time he was done. This time, there WAS a big mess left behind. Oh well, we tried to clean it up as best as we could.
Well, our supper is cooked and I hear my little boy clammoring, so it must mean that he is hungry. Best wishes to all for 2008!
One: number of weeks Scarlet spent at home by herself. She did a pretty impressive shredding job on the carpet on the stairs.
Two: evenings sans Chance thanks to Gramma Jo and Grampa Phil. We ate dinner with friends one night and watched a movie on the other night.
Three: pounds gained. Mom's cooking is too good.
Four: pairs of jammies given to Chance. Perfect, as he is growing out of his current pairs (they are getting too short).
On Christmas Eve the whole family (including Chance) went for a nice dinner at a restaurant. I ordered liver, I rarely get it and it was very good. Auntie Jen shared salmon with Chance and he ate like a little champ, once he figured out that the long fancy things on his plate were actually vegetables and not toys. There was not too much of a mess left behind, but the table cloth was absolutely soaked in oil (probably off the vegetables, he kept mashing them on the the table).
Christmas morning was a flurry of coffee cups being shifted out of Chance's reach, smiling for pictures, opening presents, eating too many smoked oysters and stuffed olives, wearing reindeer hats and playing cards.
Chance received, among other things: pyjamas, a baby nativity set, lots of books, a toy bus, an electric guitar, a musical toy, some ornaments for his tree, a set of grown-up big-boy underwear and a wooden puzzle.....there must have been other things but my fried mommy brain can't think right now. When we returned home to Calgary there were some gifts from Santa - some crayons and a farm set, along with his Grandma and Grandpa Demmans' gifts, which was a shiny red Radio Flyer wagon, plus a wooden puzzle spelling his name. Also, Grandma and Grandpa brought some gifts from family out West, a musical trumpet and a towel set. Whoooeee Chance must have been a good boy this year!
On Boxing Day we all went to Peking House, our favorite restaurant in Regina. Chance "ate" his Chinese food.....or rather he smeared it all over his head. His face and hair were pure oil by the time he was done. This time, there WAS a big mess left behind. Oh well, we tried to clean it up as best as we could.
Well, our supper is cooked and I hear my little boy clammoring, so it must mean that he is hungry. Best wishes to all for 2008!
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