Temper Temper

Your Granny T lost it today and screamed at your dad at the top of her lungs. You stuck your bottom lip out and started to cry. I could tell she felt terrible. I know you'll never remember it but it really scared you.

Christmas

Your dad and I didn't buy you much since you are so little and we aren't raking in the dough right now and you didn't really need anything. I picked out a book in Sedona about a ballet dancing Javalina and I got a little javalina stuffed animal to go with it as well as a javalina ornament. We also got you a silver rattle from the Trading Post. Everyone else went bananas. So, our attempt not to spoil you failed and I fear it will only get harder.

Everyone had a nice day-just calm and mellow and during your evening nap we watched Despereau. Wendy and Fernando came for dinner as well as Mary-Carol, Sarah and Ruthie. Dan came over later and gave Pop a nutcracker Marine he modified to be "the Gunny". You were still sick and didn't go to bed easily that night but all-in-all had a good day.

Baby Jesus

You were Baby Jesus at Granny T's church on Christmas Eve. Mary, who was about 9 or 10 years old, had a hard time wrangling you because you tried to roll off her lap. I sat behind you in case she needed help and you kept arching your back and trying to get to me. It was your first time crossdressing and you had a great time.

Sedona AZ

Uncle Sam begged your dad to go to Sedona with him, and in turn, your dad begged me to go with them. So, it was sold to me as a little weekend trip to Arizona. I find out later that Sam's stepmother had a recent knee replacement and will be trying to recover while we're there, and that we will not be leaving LA until around 8pm so Quay will be driving all night (I have never been someone who could sleep in the car). We made it to the house around 3:30am and try to sleep. You wake up all congested and we later learn that Suzie had a fever just the day before the trip. I am hoping yours is just a little allergy to the dust or the dry heat from the furnace or the 5 res(reservation) dogs and 2 cats living in the house. No such luck. It is almost a week since we went and you are still not yourself. Runny nose and tired and fussy. It is not the souvenir I was looking for.

Anyway, we made the best of it. Like everytime we hangout with Sam and Suz we ate and ate and ate and ate. It was cold but we went to Montezuma's Castle and Tizigoot and to the Trading Post to buy some Navajo souvenirs. The boys did some shooting and we went to Slide Rock where everyone swims in the summer. It was goregeous. Sam's parents house is beautiful and since his stepmom is an artist (sculpting mostly) and his dad an aspiring artist the house is full of beautiful sculptures and paintings. The scenery is gorgeous (I can't believe I'd never been) and the town charming, although getting starbucksized. You charmed everyone, like always, and layed the foundation for future trips. I just hope we can do some hiking and horsebackriding next time.

Scarlett's First Annual Christmas Party

We had a Christmas party for you. Really it was for your dad and I and he decided to do it when you and I were in Boston, but whatever. He thought it would be hilarious to serve kids' food too. There were chicken dino-bites, mac and cheese, pigs in a blanket, a hedgehog shaped bologna platter, fluffer nutters, pb&j's, and spaghetti-o's. It was excellent. Since we only planned it a week ahead of time and it was a busy Christmastime party weekend only about 50 people showed up but it was fun and you got some nice gifts. I think your pop has started a new tradition but maybe we'll serve some more delicious food next year. You dad put his jeep on the front lawn with Christmas lights strewn across it and booze bottles all around with a Santa cutout in the driver's seat like Santa was drunk and crashed there. It was awesome.

Boston

Your Boston cousins love you. Not that the other cousins don't but the Boston kids go bananas for you. When you scream and vomit on them and poop your pants they still ask to hold you. Jonah is quite good at calming you down and Millie carries you around the house like a pet. Georgie was a sport even though she clearly didn't get as much time with you as they did. They fought over you like a new toy. It made me so happy to see them play with you and change your diapers. I really think I could leave you with them for hours and they would be perfectly happy to take care of you. I had so much fun on our trip. We got our shoppies out and ate plenty of mulligatawny and cannolis and macaroons. The weather was bad but the company was good and that's all that counts.

Bad Mama

Well baby we went to Boston yesterday. We stopped in Salt Lake and you were a champ the whole day. You slept and didn't cry even when you were surrounded by screaming babies. It may be because of your concussion. You see..... We were chosen to be searched at LAX. I wanted to laugh when they patted you down. After it was over I went to put on the baby bjorn to carry you around so I set you on a chair thinking, "she doesn't roll yet. It'll be fine for a minute" and of course, you rolled right off and hit the crown of your head on the rubber mat below us and started crying. I think you were mostly scared but I felt terrible. It is the first time I've ever dropped you or you've fallen so I just started crying, in front of everyone. Someone wheeled my bag for me all the way onto the plane and others consoled me. One woman said, "Be strong. Keep it together". It wasn't until I got to Salt Lake that I noticed I still had big mascara smears on my face. I looked like a sleep deprived racoon. You on the other hand were fine after about 5 minutes. I pushed on the little red mark on your head and you didn't even wince. You have tiny little red ridge marks (mat burn) on your right temple but are otherwise fine. I, on the other hand feel like an crazy overreaccting mother. I guess it's okay. You won't be embarrassed of me for a few more years.