I've got my Reindeer Food!

I've got cookies, and a special plate. I've got some milk. I think I have everything ready for Christmas Eve. I was a little worried all of this snow might throw Santa's plans off, but Mommy said that the North Pole has lots of snow, and that Santa and his staff of reindeer are fully prepared for these kinds of situations. She said that Santa always made it to Cleveland, and they get lots and lots of snow all the time.

I've also tried to express my admiration for Rudolph. This is my Post-Modern artistic representation of Rudolph, particularly his lovely red nose.

And in case I don't have a chance to wish you all a Merry, Merry Christmas... I made this video (with Mommy's help).

My Nana is awesome...

because she bought me this hat! I love it! I wear it inside the house, outside, when I got to preschool... it's so cool.

It even came with matching mittens (which I mistakenly took for socks, but Daddy clarified that after I went sliding around the kitchen floor.)

I kind of feel like a candy cane...

On a Candy Cane Scale of 1 to 10...

... measuring my excitement of Santa's visit and the entire holiday season, I'm at about a 15 (gazillion!) I've even eaten all the candy canes that I can reach on the tree. They were yummy!

When Mommy is not amused...

... she gives me this look (on the left). That's when I give her the "You can't be mad at me 'cause I'm so freakin' cute" look (on the right). Usually, it's a stand-off of us looking at each other until someone cracks.

Either way, she wouldn't let me watch a Sesame Street DVD last night because of my crazy antics in the grocery store. What can I say? Those long aisles are BEGGING to be run through with your arms waving wildly! Who cares if I was in the spaghetti sauce aisle?

But when Mommy and I join forces and look at Daddy like this, he knows he's in trouble. Big, big trouble.

DANCE BREAK!!!!

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I've been branching out with my artwork...

... and experimenting. Around Thanksgiving I was inspired by the Gobble, Gobbleness of the season. So I call this painting: "Turkey."

.... and I love the lovely, yet stalker-like poem, "Mary Had a Little Lamb". This is my interpretation. It is hanging near "Rose Petals" in the Smithsonian (aka, Mommy's cube at work.)

I've Grown Wings!

Well, not really... these are my fairy wings, but for now I'm using them as angel wings for Christmas. Lately, I've had a thing for Christmas Eve on Sesame Street and the song "Keep Christmas With You." It's really old (1978) and Mommy said she and Uncle Eric and Uncle Bryce grew up watching it.

I've even tried to do a little sign language like the other little kids. It's looks easier than it really is. But I do sing along. I have a hard time with the high note though. But really, who doesn't?

At the same time, I must emphasize to Santa that I've been really, really, really good this year. So, I hope he will consider the breakdown of gifts to be like this. That's Mom's stocking, then Dad's.... then mine. I think that's fair.