Ack...I'm so behind in posting. Below is a summary of Christmas 2010.
Favorite holiday memory: Tate meeting his grandpa, great grandmas, aunts, ancles, and cousins and watching our families make him so happy and vice versa.
Least favorite holiday memory: Tate having a meltdown at dinner in Lakeside (where we stopped on our way home) because he was so overtired from the whole trip. He was shaking his head back and forth and scratching his head and face. He ended up with a big bloody scratch on his cheek, and we felt like the worst parents ever. We packed up our dinner to go, and got him to bed asap.
Tate's revenge: He woke me up every 45 minutes that night.
Favorite holiday quote: (from my ususally non-church-going sister, after I asked how she liked the Christmas Eve service at her minister neighbor's church) "Well, you know. We're not really into the whole J.C. thing." This might be my favorite all-time holiday quote, right after my grandma telling my mom c. 2002 that "Sandy will never find a husband if she doesn't stop swearing so much." (I'd accidentally said "damn" and "hell" at the dinner table.)
I hope I'm better at keeping up Tate's baby book than I am at updating this blog.
No comments:
Post a Comment