I can’t believe it’s December 24th. I remember back in July or August, sitting on the couch feeling exhausted as Veronica found her legs and really started giving us a workout, “Wow…Christmas seems so far away.” And here it is upon us. Most shocking: the day after Christmas, Veronica will officially be 18 months old.
She blows my mind regularly. First, it was with the little independent actions that she is getting so good at: wanting to put her books away herself, putting her teddy bear down to “seep” and covering him up with a blanket, patting him gently and saying “nigh nigh.” Then it was with all the words, seems like at least one new word a day that she’s mastered. And now, sentences. Sometimes I only understand 20 or 30 percent of each, but still: sentences. SENTENCES!
A friend asked me yesterday what I’m doing for Christmas. I said my plan was to sit around and do nothing but play video games as much as possible, but that wasn’t really true. Well, OK, that’s part of the plan. But mostly I want it to be a really special day for our little Bean. I’m so excited to watch her unwrap her presents tomorrow! Not just because I know she loves to tear up pieces of paper, either. She has packages under the tree from one of her teachers and from her cousins. Tonight “Santa” will visit and bring the rest. Since I know she’s not reading this blog (yet), here’s a partial list of all the other goodies she’s getting:
- The Farmer Says
- Radio Flyer Inchworm
- Lots of Sandra Boynton board books
- Several Pixar DVDs
- Several Elmo DVDs
- Stretchy Elmo and Potty Time Elmo
- Lots of clothes
Her father and I mutually agreed not to get each other anything this year. We don’t need presents, we already have the best present of all, and she will be tearing paper and throwing ribbons around bright and early tomorrow morning.
