See, Emma, this makes such a great picture. You try it!
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Playing with Christmas farm animals?
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I think he's figured this present thing out.
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The loot.
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I promise, pictures are forthcoming.

I left the camera out in the living room and will post pics tomorrow night, but I just wanted to write this down while I'm here.

Today (well, yesterday at this point) was a fun day. Andrew got Christmas today. Up until today, he had no idea what was going on, nor did he really care. We put up a Christmas tree and decorated it a couple weeks ago; after that he didn't care about it. We've been putting a few presents underneath it every so often; after the first couple he never noticed. He's been talking about Santa, but had no idea what he did.

This morning he woke up and relocated his bedroom into ours like normal (every morning that he wakes up on his own, he comes into our room with Hoppy, a pillow, a pillow case, two blankets, and whatever else might be on his bed and plops on ours). After he got into our bed I asked him if Santa left him anything in his. He looked at me quizzically and I pressed further. I told him that I thought Santa had left a Curious George doll in bed with him.

"George?" he asked me.

I convinced him to check it out. Thump, thump, thump, thump went little footy-pajamas down the hallway.

Mere seconds passed.

Thump, thump, thump, thump came little footy-pajamas down the hallway and he came back into our room holding George like a little baby.

"Santa gave George!" he squeaked over and over again until we left to open presents in the living room.

Even then, he didn't realize that the boxes under the tree were for him. We worked for a few seconds to convince him to tear into the first present and from that point on, he was hooked.

He'd open one, play with it for a little bit (or hand it to Mom or Dad to dismantle the packaging) and bring out the next one, asking, "Tear off?"

Whenever he'd open a toy, he'd proclaim, "Santa gave toys!"

So, now I'm sure he knows Santa as well as the materialism and commercialism of Christmas. We just need to get him to understand Christ as well as the humanity and empathy of the season.

This should make next year fun.

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More cookie decorating.
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Tiggers and monkeys both go "boing"

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My hat came off!

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Decorating the tree
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Playing soccer at grandma and grandaddy's
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An Andrew type cookie

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Decorating sugar cookies!
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Running up Grammy and Grampy's driveway.
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Decorating as far as he can reach
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Wow, I have a knack for pressing the shutter button at the wrong time!
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Smiles at the Cherry house.
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Running around half-naked at Grandma and Granddaddy's
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Bumpin' down the stairs at Grandma's
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He makes me so proud!
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Who knew that Pablo was so patriotic (and artistic)?
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Running around Grandma and Grandaddy's house with a hat on.
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How do I get into these crackers again?
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Okay, okay, I'll put it on the tree.
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But I'm so sleepy, and it looks an awful lot like a pillow.
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This is a Christmas decoration? I'm supposed to hang it on the tree?
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New kicks for wintertime.
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We now have to have an indoor picnic before we go outside for a proper picnic at lunchtime. Two-year-olds are strange creatures.
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Do you know how hard it is to run backward and photograph a 2 year old at the same time?
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Meanwhile, back at the park bench ...
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If I can't find any ducks, I'll just have to feed this grackle.
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A Halloween frog?
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Smiles for the costume.
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What do frogs do?
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...hop!
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The haul.
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The ducks are supposed to be this way!
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For some reason he loves to put bread in puddles for the ducks. He laughs uproariously whenever they dive in for a bite.
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He thought the sticker was way too cool.
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sigh...
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A real-life Hoppy Kangaroo?
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Almost petting a pony.
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He could barely hold onto Ranger with his one hand. They were cornereing so hard, he should have had both.hands on the saddle.
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We got a snile here!
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Whee?
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We interrupt this blog with a special update. When Liz went to pick Andrew up from daycare today, she was warned that he fell and bumped his head. Apparently, he was sitting on one of the steps to the playground, got up to see his teacher, forgot to put his feet down, and descended the stairs on his head. Why does God make 2 year olds top-heavy anyway?
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