The Christmas post, only 3 weeks late

The day of Christmas was pretty difficult -- Peter was sick (even though his strep test was negative, he had some sort of virus that caused a fever and ridiculous tantrums) and I had a hard time thinking about anything else.  We still managed to have some fun though!  It started with the bad decision to wake Charlotte and Peter up before they were ready so we could get the present-opening show on the road.  Poor Quinn and Maisie had already been up for hours and we didn't really realize just how sick Peter was yet.  Peter only made it through opening stockings and the gifts from Santa before I had to take him downstairs to chill out away from the chaos for a while.

Charlotte's stocking was almost as tall as her!

Quinn was super enthusiastic about everything.

Petey needed a lot of cuddling that day.  He loved the plane Santa put in his stocking though.

Corey couldn't back up enough to fit in all of the presents under the tree.  It was a little ridiculous!

We Skyped with Great Uncle Dave, Great Aunt Lisa, and Ellie after a little breakfast.

After a rough morning, Peter took a long nap and woke up in time to get dressed up for a fancy Christmas dinner with Granny Great and Grandpa Great.  We took this shot of GrandDad with his Mini Me, but Petey wasn't in a smiling mood.

Quinn hadn't seen his Uncle Corey in over a year, but they were good buddies right from the start of this visit.

The Sanderson ladies looked gorgeous.

Somehow, I didn't get any good photos of the great grandparents, but you can see both of them in the background of this picture.  I think I took some shots with Steph & Don's virtually identical camera (we had them both sitting on the counter and I just kept grabbing the first one I saw) so she may have some good ones.  Quinn got a really cute little playset for his cars, and all the kids were obsessed with it.

Sanderson cuteness!  (And there's Granny Great again in the background!)

Maisie (who calls herself "Ya Ya"), carried around NanaB's heels for quite a while that evening (carrying on the longstanding tradition of toddler shoe obsession).  She was quite proud of her own snazzy little red shoes, too.

Christmas ended with a whole bunch of frazzled grownups and some overstimulated kids -- just how it should be!

Christmas Eve

Most of Christmas Eve was spent in the car on the way up to NanaB and GrandDad's house in Michigan, but once we got there we still had some time for a little fun.  We kicked it off with an adventure in the woods to leave apples for the deer to find.  Each kiddo got a bag of apples to carry.

Maisie somehow convinced her mommy to hold her bag.

Kayla dog led the way, followed closely by explorers Charlotte and Quinn.  NanaB and Uncle Don made sure we didn't have a repeat of Camp NanaB (when Uncle Don had to rescue a lost Charlotte in the woods).

Everyone's favorite "tow truck pasta" was served for the kids' dinner.  None of them can resist Lightning McQueen in mac & cheese form.  I think Peter was trying to tell Quinn how to eat them properly here.

After Maisie's first ever taste of jell-o jigglers (in Christmas shapes) -- I think she liked it!

After dinner came craft time.  NanaB showed us how to make jingle bell shakers.  Needless to say, the noise was absolutely deafening.

Maisie showed her mommy how to make one.

Later, Maisie showed Uncle Corey how to play with cars.

This was the best group shot of the kids we could manage so late in the evening.

Only the older two would sit still to hear GrandDad read The Night Before Christmas.  Only Charlotte actually made it all the way through to the end, though.

Cookies for Santa!!!

More Christmas fun to come!

More pre-Christmas fun

Before we headed up north to Michigan for Christmas, we opened up some presents sent by Auntie Ernie, Uncle Andrew, and Sonia.  Corey was couch-bound and feeling cruddy after a certain surgical procedure, so some early Christmas presents were just the thing we needed to cheer him up.

Unfortunately, Peter didn't want to share his new stuffed Boots the Monkey.  It was love at first sight.

Peter also got a stuffed Swiper the Fox, whom he calls "Oh man!"

Charlotte just about lost her mind when she opened up the Busytown Mysteries books.  We have now read them to her are least 40 times each.  I have actually taken to hiding them for a couple of days at a time so her other books can get some attention as well.  NanaB had borrowed a different Busytown Mysteries book from the library for Charlotte over Christmas in Michigan, and she suckered just about every adult around into reading it to her at least once.  She has a Huckle obsession.

Peter was imitating me cheering over my new scraping beater for my beloved KitchenAid stand mixer.  He wasn't sure what the excitement was, but he always joins in to any celebration.  He even celebrates when it is perhaps less appropriate (like at church at the end of a hymn).

Peter tried to steal his daddy's car wheel clock.  He kept saying "wheel!" over and over, and he had a minor meltdown when we confiscated it.

Every little girl needs her own polkadot umbrella. Now she just needs some warmer weather so her mommy will let her play outside in the rain.

Thank goodness I got new rain boots . . . so that Peter could insist in wearing them every time he sees them.  Oh well.  Maybe I can wear them when he's napping or something.

Thank you for all out wonderful presents, Erin, Andrew, & Sonia!  We really love them.

Last hurrah before Christmas

I'm still working through the backlog of posts I need to do, and I couldn't resist posting these shots I took when Melissa brought Madison and Megan over to visit right before Christmas.

Megan is getting to be quite the little chunk!  Charlotte loves holding her.

Petey looks so old compared to the new baby in the group.

You can't see her very well, but that's Connie all covered up under that blanket.  Madison thought Connie needed to go night-night.

Rocky's latest favorite thing is to sit up on the stools at the table.  He's pretty sure he's a human with just a little more fur.

And here's a shot I had taken with my cell phone a few days earlier when we were hanging out at Melissa's house.  This is Jerri, one of Rocky's litter mates.  She's just as fluffy as Rocky is, but she's much more worldly since she lives outside.

Birthday loot

Peter is starting to get interested in opening presents, but he still gets lots of help from his big sister (whether he wants it or not).

The choo-choos from Granny Great and Grandpa Great were a big hit.

Peter taught Grandpa Great how to act really excited when you get a great present.

A semi truck that holds little cars!!  Peter's 2-year-old cousin, Quinn, picked this out especially for Peter because Quinn loves his own truck like that so much.

Charlotte thought Peter wouldn't mind if she opened his next present since he just wanted to play with the previous ones.

Grandpa Great modeled Peter's new firefighter hat.

The hat goes great with the new rain boots from NanaB and GrandDad!

I sewed Peter some furry pillowcases so he could stop sleeping using stuffed animals as pillows.  It didn't work -- he still prefers the pink pig.  He and Charlotte loved the box that his pillow and sleeping bag came in though!

The Little People garage that NanaB and GrandDad gave him was also a big hit.  Peter has tried to put all sorts of things down that ramp, including a semi truck and a stuffed jaguar.  Oh, Peter.

Epic birthday cake

Alicia really outdid herself this year with Peter's cake.  Actually, it was two cakes.  Here's cake #1:

And here's cake #2 (sporting Charlotte's favorite flavor frosting -- "blue!"):

Peter donated the vehicles that were strategically placed to be constructing (or deconstructing?) the cake. Oh, Auntie LiLi, how you spoil that little dude!

Petey blew out the candles like an old pro.

But the most amazing part about the cake was the inside -- it was striped just like construction tape!  Alicia could tell you how she did it, but then she would have to kill you.

The mess Petey made with the cake was almost as phenomenal as the design of the cake.  First, he had to put the cake into the dump truck.  Then, he smashed it all over his face before finally finding his mouth.

This kid is seriously enamored with cake (especially cakes made by Alicia).

NanaB and GrandDad kept asking Peter if he was "all done" with cake.  Peter, however, will never answer such a question in the affirmative.  I think we had to finally cut him off after his eleventh piece.  A dude only turns two once, right?

Thank you again for making such an amazing cake, Alicia!  Peter sure is lucky to have you in his fan club.

Peter's 2-year-old stats

Ack!  I'm so behind.  I haven't even finished posting about Peter's birthday (including his amazing cake!) let alone Christmas.  Might as well start chipping away at the backlog.

I took Peter to his 2-year-old well-child check-up at the pediatrician's office.  He was in perfect health, but his stats show him to be a little on the shrimpy side.  His height is 2 feet, 9 inches (20-25th percentile), and his weight is 27 pounds (25-50th percentile).  He did NOT like his flu shot (and neither did his sister, who was lucky enough to get one at the same time), but he enjoyed showing off his mad jumping skills for Dr. Hood.

Peter doesn't have to go back again for a check-up until he turns three!  Too bad we had to take him back to the office twice within the few weeks following his appointment -- once for a strep test after CJ had a positive one, and once to diagnose a hairline fracture on his clavicle.  If I can get him to wear his sling for more than two seconds I will try to post a photo of the little tough guy.  Between the clavicle and the four molars he's cutting (all at once!), he is having a pretty rough time.  Tantrums are becoming increasingly difficult to soothe, and he's acting every bit like a two-year-old.

The big news is that he is probably going to start attending the same early learning program that Charlotte started right before she turned two.  We have an appointment to fill out the paperwork on January 19th, and he would probably start the following week.  NanaB, time to start sewing Petey's school bag!  [I'm not just being a greedy brat -- she showed me the cool material she had bought for it when we were at her house over Christmas.]

Here's my super handsome little two-year-old right after his birthday.  He's cutting up some plastic veggies that attach with velcro (a gift from Greatest Aunt Janet and Great Uncle Bart) and his new sweatshirt (courtesy of Auntie LiLi and Missur Dan).  At age two, he is crazy about cars, planes, trains, and anything soft and furry (but especially his pink pig bubba).  Happy belated birthday, Peter!