Mom and Dad thought it would be fun to drive to the mountains to play in some snow. They were wrong. Too many clothes. I hate mittens. It was cold. I couldn't move. Going down the hill was kind of fun.
Tuesday, December 25, 2007
crying in the snow
Mom and Dad thought it would be fun to drive to the mountains to play in some snow. They were wrong. Too many clothes. I hate mittens. It was cold. I couldn't move. Going down the hill was kind of fun.
Playing at the playground
Dining on Dim Sum
Dancing like crazy
Breaking Out
It really wasn't any fun at all.
goofing around
Watching the snow fall
catching up
Sorry for waiting so long since my last entry. You know how the holiday season is . . .
So, since my last entry, I had a couple more visits from grandparents.
My Gramma from Montana was here for a while to take care of me and stay home when I had a fever and then when I had pink eye and an ear infection. We played a lot at home and at the playground (when I wasn't contagious.) Here's a shot of us working with my credit card sorter - possibly the best toy ever.

Before that my Grammy and Grandpa from Nevada visited us for Thanksgiving.
I slept through dinner, but I was awake for our trip to the zoo and for dancing around.
So, since my last entry, I had a couple more visits from grandparents.
Before that my Grammy and Grandpa from Nevada visited us for Thanksgiving.
I slept through dinner, but I was awake for our trip to the zoo and for dancing around.
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