Ahh, the holidays. J is old enough to realize that something's going on and it might be fun. Already, whenever we drive after 4 pm, he's pointing out the windows and yelling, "Yook! Yights!" "Yook! Yights twee!"
He loves the tree display at Walmart ("Yook! Twee yights!" "Twee balls!" "Ball! One ball. Two balls!" "Yook! Sar twee!"), and is perpetually sidetracked by the massive child-magnets called 'toy displays'. I swear, those things must have been designed by the Pied Piper of Hamelin, because J can find them from across the store.
We are enjoying his new vocabulary ("Pwesents!"), and he is enjoying the Christmas tree, particularly the candy canes. Curiously enough, the tree keeps losing all of said candy canes below about 3.5 feet.
Or, as J says every time he presents me with handfuls of pilfered decorations, "Caye cans!"
So cute. . . .( "infanticide", indeed!) So cool when they learn new words. I love it!
ReplyDeleteThis is a special time, made only better when Jonas realizes the reason why we celebrate. And yes, we can related to candy canes below 3.5 feet suddenly missing from the tree.
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