Merry Christmas

Santa pictures make me laugh.

Emerson is generally a very social baby.  While we were dropping off the older girls at school this morning, she walked right up to the security guard with her arms up and was happy as a clam when he picked her up..  She is happy to go to almost anyone who smiles at her.  But Santa is different.

Adeline and Charlotte were so excited to get their picture taken with Santa.  For days it was all they talked about.  As we stood in line they were literally jumping for joy.  Then it was our turn and he asked what they wanted for Christmas.

Charlotte whispered that she wanted a Barbie.  Adeline just looked at her feet.  Emerson started crying as soon as I handed her off.

Weebles Wobble

Emerson is 11 months now.  She's been a pro at walking since a little after she turned 9 months.  Today I put her in this puffy Christmas dress.  It is a bit big for her (18 months), and heavier than the onesies that she normally wears, so she is walking around like a drunk.  We went out shopping today and several people commented about how well she was doing for just learning how to walk.  I didn't tell them it was because I was torturing her for the sake of fashion 

She loves the dogs and cats and squeals every time she sees one of them.  She has two bottom teeth and four top teeth that are barely peaking through.  She just learned how to clap and loves to have everyone cheer and clap for her whenever she shows off her new skill.

And just for fun, here are Adeline and Charlotte at 11 months.  She definitely has Addie's hair, it is going to be a long time before she can wear a bow like Charlotte.

Missing Tape

Sometimes I feel like I have failed at becoming a proper adult because I never seem to have tape in the house.  I buy it.  I use it.  I put it in the desk drawer with the pens and scissors.  And then it disappears.  Never to be seen again.  I don't know what happens to it.  I'm not sure if it gets cannibalized by the other office supplies, or if it is taken by my children.  One way or another, it is usually gone by the 3rd day.  

I suspect that my sweet kiddos are taking it.  This concerns me even more than barbaric tape-eating-scissors because I never see any evidence that they are using the tape.  They are always making art projects and will bring them to me to show off their talents.  Occasionally, the day after the tape goes missing, I will see a piece or two with tape on, but not NEARLY enough to account for the entire roll.  Which leads me to wonder, what exactly are they planning to do with the rest of it?  

While we don't have Scotch tape, we do usually have packing tape so I'll use that instead.  Last night I was wrapping some presents (with packing tape of course) and Charlotte was watching.

Charlotte:  Mom, is that goose tape?

Me:  What?

Charlotte:  Goose tape.  Is that goose tape, mom?

Me:  Oh, do you mean duct tape?

Charlotte:  No, I mean goose tape.

Me:  Well, this is actually called packing tape.  The grey tape is called duct tape.  I don't know what goose tape is.

Charlotte:  Why don't they call it goose tape?

Me:  I'm not sure sweetie.

Duct, duct, goose... tape?