This year there wern’t any Christmas tears. The past few years someone has gotten something the other wanted or some thing happens to make a little girl cry that no one has any idea what caused it. As hard as I’ve looked, there are no manuals for little girls. So we expect tears every year, but this year was blissfully dry eyed. Christmas came and went with nary a problem and a houseful of happy girls.
The sweaters were completed…sort of.
Baby Boogie’s was completely finished and she’s worn it twice already. 8goingon20 has a sweater but it needs buttons. I thought I had purchased buttons for it but the ones I found just weren’t right.
I need to take a little trip to the cloth store and find 7 buttons that will be perfect for little adult girl cardigan.
And we have a new family member
He/she has been living here for a couple of weeks already so he’s really settled in. There is a long story behind the snake and why she belongs to the three year old of the house. Of course I’m no ding dong thinking she’s going to do the care taking. I have owned snakes before and I’m happy to have another. Still we are calling the snake Baby Boogie’s pet and she’s thrilled while 8goingon20 is acting all girlie and screams when Marlow is out of the cage.
My cousin had a snake with no place to keep it until she moved. We let the snake live here and Baby Boogie fell in love with it. She talked to it, held it, pet it…Then my cousin moved and her snake, Marlow, moved with her. Baby Boogie since then has been making Playdough snakes to hold and drawing snakes. Just generally pining away for Marlow. The look on her face was priceless when she saw the snake on Christmas morning. Of course, she only wants to call it Marlow. She’s given her Marlow chapstick (on the glass of the cage) and a toy horse (on top of the cage), and spent lots of time just talking to her Marlow.