How to Lead a Charmed Life

Sunday, December 11, 2005

Charming baby!

Last night our youngest was the belle of the ball. The sad reality is that she is just too cute. I'm not the only one who says this BTW, but I will understand if you simply accept my claim as motherly bias. I'm sure your children are all just too cute too. At any rate, last night we went to a Christmas party with a relative and a bunch of people we didn't really know being new to the area. We went for the primary purpose of the baby and her big brother seeing Santa, even had presents especially for them as well as a special goodie filled stocking for each child. Which leads to the funny part of my story...well the two funny parts. First of all, baby brat would have nothing to do with Santa. Just the thought of me putting her on his knee and she was literally climbing up my arm to escape even the slightest hint of touching poor St. Nick who was sitting there with no idea what to do (this was no professional Santa, just a kind sould who either volunteered or more likely was nominated to play the part). Well I became the giftee by proxy and accepted the present and the stocking on behalf of our littlest. She was instantly fascinated by a snow white barbie sticking out of the top of the stocking and went off to play with her newly acquired booty confident in the knowledge that the old guy in the red suit was no longer a threat. Everyone thought is was cute when she walked over to the other baby while offering her new baby...and it was, even when the other baby accepted the offered gift. No one was expecting her next more which was to snatch the baby's stuffed animal and take off running. I was mortified and caught somewhere in between wanting the floor to rise up and swallow me whole and wanting to die laughing that our trick to getting no-no's away from her had seriously backfired on us. The vast majority of those in attendence decided that it was just darling and all was forgiven as soon as the stolen Pooh Bear was returned.

After this we decided to remove ourselves to a neutral corner of the room where hopefully she would be less likely to reek more havoc. We opened her gift finally which was a rather cute little flashlight that makes sounds (Santa is soooo smart, he knew just how much she loves playing with daddy's flashlight and found one that was just her size). Well she was cute going from person to person and holding it up while making sweet sounds so they would push the button for her. She would go round the room again and again having everyone that would pay her a seconds worth of attention push the button for her. What really had them amazed was that at the ripe old age of 15 months our precious little angel would tell them all a perfectly audible "thank you" each and every time. I think this more than anything had every adult in the room completely under her spell. Which was surprising to me. Doesn't everyone teach their children to say 'thank you?' I really thought it was a given, but was a very proud mommy that everyone thought my children had good manners.

Have a great day, I'm off to make sure I have the proper munchies for the Colts game this afternoon. GO COLTS!!! Okay...moving on.

Posted by Andrea :: 9:46 AM :: 0 Comments: