What The Holidays Do To Your Body

Forget what they say happens to your waist line between Thanksgiving and New Year's.

I'm much more concerned with what happens to your teeth.

Top left tooth lost first week of December.  She lost it in her sleep. We still haven't found it. Its presumed to have been swallowed.

Bottom right tooth. Lost Dec 22. Finn's 1st lost tooth. It probably could have lasted another week but he wiggled it intensely every moment he had his hands free. 

Top right tooth. Lost Dec 26th. This one gave everyone the willies on Christmas because it started bleeding and twisted around and back and forth. The Westovers don't have strong stomachs for such sights. 

Around here, teeth have been falling out so fast that the Tooth Fairy booked a room at The Edgewater so she can stay close by.

My Dream

Remember how last year (and all the years before last year) we sat on the floor to open Christmas gifts?

 Remember my dream of sitting on a couch to open Christmas gifts? 

Well, my dream came true.

Oh what a difference a couch makes.

Merry Christmas.

Onslaught of photos to come.

For now, we are in sugar overload and the day is just getting started.

Sucking Up to Santa

Niamh left this card and wrapped gift for Elfa to bring to Santa a few days ago.

Niamh is no dummy. She knows who to suck up to this time of year. 

 Dear Santa, I hope that it is not too cold so I made you a scarf. Love, Niamh

(she gets her "d's" and "b's" mixed up)

Elfa felt it was more his size than Santa's so he has been wearing it on his trips between the N Pole and Seattle.

Dog People

 This is how it usually starts. Someone is at the table, enjoying some hot chocolate, or posing for a photo.

Next thing you know, Fred sticks his wet little nose up from beneath the table. He gives just a slight nudge in your belly to let you know he is there and would like some attention.

Then, he quickly pulls himself up and is right in your face, demanding some attention, or maybe more than what you were already giving him.

 

Once he's up, its Game Over. Freddie wins.

And then, because we are Dog People, we reward this appalling behavior with a big hug.

Later, we tell our friends and visitors that we can't understand why the dogs won't obey when we say NO, Get Down!

 

 

I guess Fred is just too stupid to learn that he's not supposed to be on our laps at the table.

The message was pretty clear. Don't you think?

Password Protected

Apparently we now need a password (or pazwrd) to get in to Niamh's room. 

NOTV seems to work pretty well for me.