Sunday, December 22, 2013

Mobile Moments, 12/16-12/22

We've been very much about Christmas prep around here this week: wrapping presents, trimming the tree, decorating gingerbread houses, opening Christmas cards. Of course, we've failed to manage procuring cards of our own to send, though we hope to throw something together by shortly after the new year.

The kids are harder than ever to photograph, and there are more of them than us to dress and ready for a shoot, so I've definitely got my share of challenges to face. We did try to take some pictures of just the kids before leaving for a Christmas party this weekend, but the jury's still out on whether they're really usable. I call it a win that we even made it out to the party, though between my confusion about the start time and some miraculous aligning of the fates that got us out the door on time even after pausing for pictures, we somehow got there about a half-hour too early.

I realized something was amiss when I saw no other cars in sight along the street, so after consulting with an email that confirmed my error, I decided to stay in the car with Abby and let her snooze for awhile, and Tom put the younger two in the double-stroller for a walk around the neighborhood. When my sorely lacking remote entry skills caused the car alarm to shriek loudly at about 3:25, revealing our position outside of the host and hostess's home, we bashfully made our way towards the door about two minutes prior to the official start time, apologies at the ready.

Our awkward entrance was soon forgotten amidst the merriment, however, and though Abby was once again daunted by the prospect of meeting Santa, Michael obliged with great enthusiasm. Mia slept through the whole introduction, but who could blame her after a busy week of pulling up on furniture and whizzing through tunnels, and a missed afternoon nap?

They have the whole room to play in, but there's something about this corner.

Mia boldly goes where she's never gone before...

The victorious emergence.

Abby shows Mia how it's done. (Shh. Don't tell her that Mia already has it down.)

Proof that though she's dropped her nap, she technically still needs it. Even unstrapping her didn't wake the sleeping beauty.

My nap-taking partygoers: Awake and ready to go.

Michael meets Santa.

Looks like it might be time to drop the crib again. And to buy a rail guard.

Interesting observation of the week: Abby's really into folding things lately.

Overheard this week:


To Tom, as he was checking the length of Michael's toenails: "Let me see your toes. They look pretty clean!"

Between Abby and Me:

A: "Why are these tights for me?"
M: "Because they're made just the right size for little girls."
A: "No. I'm a big girl."
M: "Oh, yes. Yes, you are a big girl. Just a smaller one than me."
A: "Mommy, why do you always get mixed up about that?"


"Star, window, night-night." (He's also started saying "Bye-bye" on a regular basis, when appropriate.)


{nom nom} She's really started increasing her volume of solid food intake. She's a big fan of Kix, chicken, carrots, and peas, and has begun allowing me to spoon-feed her some things such as applesauce and risotto.