Wednesday, January 07, 2009
Friday, January 02, 2009
COOKIE (DECORATING) WOGSTER
We attended a Cookie Decorating Party prior to Christmas and both The Wog and The Doodle got in on the action.
The Wog was a very intense little cookie decorator:
The Doodle loved pouring out all of the red sugar (which our gracious hostess actually allowed him to do), but he did not love the spoonful of red sugar he spontaneously sampled:
The Wog's cookies were particularly "festive":
Watching Rudolph (or "Runolph" as The Wog calls him) after the cookies were thoroughly bedecked!
The Wog was a very intense little cookie decorator:
The Doodle loved pouring out all of the red sugar (which our gracious hostess actually allowed him to do), but he did not love the spoonful of red sugar he spontaneously sampled:
The Wog's cookies were particularly "festive":
Watching Rudolph (or "Runolph" as The Wog calls him) after the cookies were thoroughly bedecked!
SEVEN FISHES, SEVEN COUSINS, THE WOG AND THE DOODLE
A new Christmas Eve tradition commenced this year with a "Seven Fishes" meal at Aunt Gloria and Uncle Joe's house. We all enjoyed the chance to visit with extended family, and The Wog loves every chance she has to spend with her Teti cousins.
Uncle Joe led a "Lessons & Carols," alternating the nativity story with select Christmas songs. The Wog did not know the included carols, but it didn't stop her: she and cousin Mary performed several interpretive dances, instead.
That is, when they weren't partaking of the pistachios:
Len also got in on the creative interpretations:
Caroling cousins:
The Doodle loves a good staircase. (Susan Somers has nothing on him--he is indeed a Stairmaster!)
Festive scenes: (I have to put in multiples of all of these pictures since it is impossible to capture nine adorable kids looking their cutest all at once!)
Uncle Joe led a "Lessons & Carols," alternating the nativity story with select Christmas songs. The Wog did not know the included carols, but it didn't stop her: she and cousin Mary performed several interpretive dances, instead.
That is, when they weren't partaking of the pistachios:
Len also got in on the creative interpretations:
Caroling cousins:
The Doodle loves a good staircase. (Susan Somers has nothing on him--he is indeed a Stairmaster!)
Festive scenes: (I have to put in multiples of all of these pictures since it is impossible to capture nine adorable kids looking their cutest all at once!)
For the record (from L to R), Peter holding Jimmy; John holding Leo; Holly holding Liam; Mary, Polly & West.)
More multiples (with multiples!):
(Clearly something red was eaten prior to this photo shoot.)
If it's not immediately apparent, The Wog is quite fond of John:
But there's plenty of love for Mary, too!
We always knew The Doodle was a monkey:
The Wog through the bars:
Sweet Baby James:
Feasting cousins:
The Wog took a special fancy to new cousin Jimmy:
(But who wouldn't?):
The Wog, Holly, Aunt MB and Jimmy:
More multiples (with multiples!):
(Clearly something red was eaten prior to this photo shoot.)
If it's not immediately apparent, The Wog is quite fond of John:
But there's plenty of love for Mary, too!
We always knew The Doodle was a monkey:
The Wog through the bars:
Sweet Baby James:
Feasting cousins:
The Wog took a special fancy to new cousin Jimmy:
(But who wouldn't?):
The Wog, Holly, Aunt MB and Jimmy:
...AND A DOODLY NEW YEAR!
We rang in 2009 at a local restaurant's New Years Eve party for children. They do the whole celebration but from 3-6 PM so the little ones get to ring in the year too...just a little bit earlier. The Wog participated in her very first limbo, and The Doodle hit the dance floor!
Thursday, January 01, 2009
CATCHING UP WITH CHRISTMAS
We have been up to lots over the past two weeks--cookie decorating, visits to Connecticut and New Jersey (including a smoking car and traveling through a snowstorm with the car windows open--two separate and yet equally "exciting" adventures), and Christmas Eve and Christmas. Lots of pictures on their way, but in the meantime: Happy New Year!
Monday, December 22, 2008
THE WOG AND THE FLY
I've been blog-silent this week--the holidays have swept me away, and I haven't had a chance to download pictures. But a quick story, instead: the other morning, The Wog was lamenting a cut on her finger. When I asked how she got the cut, she told me it must have come from "the fly in [her] dream." I pressed her more information, and she explained that a fly had been chasing her in her dream, and had bitten her. Her father and I tried to explain that dreams are not real, and that she'd likely gotten the cut the previous day when she caught her finger in a drawer. When I put her to bed last night, she said, "I hope I have the rest of the dream about the fly." I asked her why, since it had obviously been--at least in part--an unpleasant dream. She responded that dreams weren't real and besides, "that part of the dream was over."
Monday, December 15, 2008
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