You've gone into full Christmas music mode. You have always liked singing to yourself while you play, and now you sing everything to the tune of Jingle Bells or Deck the Halls. Instead of bedtime reading you want me to sing Christmas carols to you.
You had a cold this month, with a fever and a runny nose and a terrible cough that stuck around for much longer than we thought it should. There was one night that your breathing sounded so hoarse that I got the humidifier out. I think it helped, but it was a rough week or so.
I asked you what Santa should bring you. You said a dinosaur. I said, "Another dinosaur? Don't we have enough dinosaurs?" You said, "We need an allosaurus." It made me laugh.
I had thought you might want another dragon. I fixed our Toothless toy this month. His wings had both been broken, and even though you still played with him, I thought we all might be happier if he was whole again. It took longer than I thought, but they turned out well, I think.
You and Corbin helped Grandma and Grandpa pick out a tree, and then decorate it. Corbin kept trying to tell you where to hang the ornaments, and you kept hanging them wherever you felt they should go. That's pretty much how your relationship goes, these days. We decorated our tree in the afternoon, and then we ended up at the Jorgenson's house and decorated their tree. It was a funny day.
Dad missed that particular fun, because he was in China. That trip plus the lack of snow here combined to make him forget to do his Christmas shopping. I found it very funny. He and Corbin had to go shopping the very week of Christmas to buy us presents. He'll have to start using Thanksgiving as his mental milepost, instead of snow. At least one of those things still happens here.
We had to make our own fireplace so that we could hang up our stockings. There is nothing a little imagination can't solve.
Our actual Christmas celebration was nice. Uncle Alex and Aunt Lena and Grandma Maria came up. Aunt Lena is quite pregnant, now. This is the last time we'll see them before the baby is born. We opened presents, of course. Grandma Maria knitted everyone a pair of socks, which are warm and cozy. You like to wear yours and then slip and slide all over the hardwood floor. We had a nice dinner, although it was a near thing. Grandma had bought Christmas crackers with whistles in them. What a terrible racket they made. You were supposed to hand them all around and whistle carols on them, but of course you and Corbin just made them shriek as loudly as you could. So once we got rid of those things, it was a much more pleasant affair. We did Cornish game hens, and you always like the little tiny drumsticks.
So it was a nice month, and a nice holiday, and a nice end to the year. Our second Christmas in the Long Beach house. We are all safe, and healthy, and together, which is all we really need. Well, that and an allosaurus.
Love,
Mom
Re-winged Toothless:
December at the Beach!
Trimming the Jorgenson's tree:
Our "fireplace":
Christmas Day!
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