December Daily :: Day 14

My little (right-handed) artist loving an early Christmas present.

December Daily :: Day 10

And the Christmas spirit continues...

Lucca is one lucky lady! Today she got a special delivery from Mimi & Papa - her very own pink suitcase! Filled with Christmas goodies of course. She's been wheeling this thing all over the house, and even asked if we would put it in her bed!! um, no. You will not be sleeping with your new suitcase, Lucca. Here she is - trying to figure out how to get the suitcase in the crib :)

December Daily :: Day 8

Bedtime snuggles with Daddy after another very long day.

Also, can someone tell my husband Movember is over???

December Daily :: Day 7

Yippee - more early Christmas presents! Lucca was so excited today to get a box of Christmas books from Grammie. Lucca LOVES books!!! She's smiling so big here you can't even tell she's sick. We both came down with something yucky, and had a rough day, including no nap -- my worst nightmare.

Thanks Grammie for the surprise...it made for a bright spot this afternoon!

December Daily :: Day 6

Helping Mommy untangle the Christmas lights

December Daily :: Day 5

The Calm after the Storm

Whew! Bedtime! Today was not so merry & bright. You gave me a glimpse of a toddler tantrum and I would be content to never experience that again. To set the scene: we had a very rainy Sausalito day, a skipped nap, and a dead car battery. Once the car was fixed, you decided you did indeed want a nap, only it was too late in the day to let you sleep for long. When I woke you up, you were not happy.

We got in the car to go to the grocery store and discovered our stereo system needs to be re-programmed after the battery situation. To get the code, we have to physically go to Land Rover. You do not understand this. You want to hear "I'm a Little Teapot" NOW!!! The tears begin. The screaming begins. "Teapot, teapot, teapooooot" you shout. I figure once we get to the store you will be just fine, for this is certainly not my girl. I get you in the cart and the tears start falling again. You can't communicate what you want, but you are mad. I put a few things in the cart before realizing we needed to get out of that store asap. As soon as we got back in the car, you begged for the teapot song again. My singing wasn't cutting it. Pandora on the iPhone wasn't cutting it. Nothing was making you happy...Until we got home and let you watch Sesame Street. I've never been so happy to see Elmo in all my life. Dinner plans failed, and a Domino's pizza was ordered.

First stop tomorrow? Land Rover dealership.

December Daily :: Day 3

We ran into "Oliver Twist" today while Christmas shopping at The Village. This jolly green elf made Lucca a purple puppy dog balloon and she was amazed. And then she wanted to take every other balloon animal he made for all the other kids. We came home with more balloon animals than we did Christmas gifts, but such is life when shopping with a toddler...

December Daily :: Day 2

After a long day, here we are reading our bedtime story by the fire.

"Sweet dreams little kitty, Rock-a-bye and nighty night.

Sweet dreams little bunny, Big hugs and sleep tight.

Sweet dreams little puppy, Love and kisses, good night."

25 Days of Christmas

December Daily

Day 1 of 25

(Heidi's Christmas Tree lot in Novato)

It's December, my favorite month! We will be taking a December Daily photo of Lucca for the first 25 days of December to capture the 2010 Christmas season and all it's magic. The goal is to make a scrapbook out of these photos, and to make this a fun tradition for years to come.

Venting

How annoying are other moms? Today at gymnastics, we had to deal with a few of my not-so-favorite types of moms. If your kid is too old for class, MOVE THEM TO THE NEXT AGE CLASS. Instead, don't let your bully run over the little tots and kick them in the face. And then when they do kick a 1.5 year old in the face, don't make excuses for your kid and tell me "it was just a gentle tap" when my child is sobbing with a red welt on her face. Then, don't proceed to try to make everything better by telling me how much you just love my daughter's name and how adorable her outfit is. Really.

Also, is it just me or does every single mother think their child is "sooo coordinated" when they can handle a ball at 2 years old? Newsflash: every 2 year old likes playing with balls. This does not mean you are raising the next Pele, nor do you need to brag to the rest of us, whose children also can run and jump and kick and throw balls.

I can't even wait til I meet the REAL soccer moms. This is going to get fun!