Avery is increasingly a homebody and is perfectly happy not going anywhere, running around in her underwear or dressing up in princess clothes.
Ben is consistently rolling from tummy to back.
|Read book? Nah, I eat books.|
Saturday we went shopping for a bit. Avery saw Santa at the mall-from afar- but she only wanted to observe. We had plans to see another Santa on Sunday.
We went out to look at Christmas lights on Saturday evening. Even though it was before bedtime, Avery fell asleep. And I heard her sucking the last of her hot chocolate down before we got out of our neighborhood.
Sunday we went to brunch for Gigi's birthday and then to see the real Santa. Everybody knows the real Santa goes to Utica Square. She was pretty pumped. Of course, when it was time to actually sit on his lap she did so a bit reluctantly, but with some prompting told him what she wanted for Christmas (Christmas shoes). Ben seemed none the wiser that he was being held by a big guy with a white beard.
|Leaning as far away from Santa as possible|
We spent the rest of Sunday lounging around, watching movies, and making stew. Oh, and Avery and I made a graham cracker house out of things we had in the pantry.
Overall, a perfect weekend.