Christmas photos; just a week late

This morning Mom and Grandma took me to a Professional Photographer for some Christmas Pictures.  I guess they wanted something better than Grandpa’s pictures.  So we spent our morning at the photo studio.   If I could talk, I would have explained to them that we already missed Christmas.  But you all know how that would have gone…  Moms and Grandmas all always right.

They took a lot of pictures.   I posted a few of my favorites here.  BTW, as I mentioned, these are not our pictures.  They were taken at “Portrait Innovations” in Kingwood, TX.  I just want to make sure credit goes to where credit is due.

This first photo is a typical toddler on Mom’s lap photo.

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Next, they took one of my climbing on Mom.   They actually took quite a few of me climbing on Mom’s back.  Grandma said I wasn’t cooperating very well and they were having a very difficult time getting me to sit still.

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This next picture was fun.  I’m not allowed to touch the ornaments on the Christmas tree at home.   Something about them being made of glass, me breaking them, and me possibly getting injured.   However, at the photo studio they actually wanted me to touch them.  It took them a long time to convince it was OK because I knew it wasn’t.

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Then, still trying to get me to smile for a photo, they wanted me to play with a box.  They even put a Lego in the box because I wasn’t going to mess around with an empty box; that would be just plain silly.   The rattling noise was supposed to get my interest… and it worked for a while.

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I was finally able to get the box open so I could look inside.   The person taking the pictures said she had never seen someone actually stick their head in the box before. Well, if I didn’t get my head into the box, how would I be able to see what was in it.  I knew there had to be more in there than just that one Lego.

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In all, they probably took 40 pictures.  These are just a few that I thought you all might get a kick out of…

Thanks for visiting

Later

Anthony

The day after Christmas

Boy did I sleep well last night.   Of course, I was still up at 6:00 AM this morning.  Fortunately, Grandma woke a short time later and was ready to give me breakfast.   I had orange juice with my breakfast this morning and I’m pretty sure Grandma slipped me something in it.  (We give Anthony his liquid vitamins, now that he is off of formula completely, mixed with about 2 ounces of orange to hide the vitamin taste.  He seems to really like orange juice so we hope this works out OK for a while.)  Once breakfast was out of the way, Grandma gave me a much needed bath.  I had sweet potatoes (or maybe yams) for the first time last night.  They’re back in a sweet caramel sauce..  great stuff… except for the fact I still eat most things with my hands and immediately stick my hands in my hair…   sweet potatoes turned out to  quite messy.

After my bath it was time to wake up Grandpa.

I spent most of the day playing with Mom.   Grandpa claims we shoudl get support from FEMA for the diaster left by Hurricane Anthony.   I’m not sure what he was implying.

We didn’t mess around with tree or train today.   I spent most of my time playing with stuff in the family room.

I did catch a 2.5 hour nap this afternoon.   That was nice.  I took my nap right after Mom took me for my afternoon walk… she walks, I get to rid in the stroller.   This arrangement worked out well today because half way through our walk, it started to rain.   I was fine because the stroller covers me.   Mom got soaked.

Well, need to start planning what I want for dinner.    If I get some new pitctures later, I’ll post them

Later

Anthony

Christmas morning, 2008

It’s Christmas morning, well for a few more minutes anyway. I’ve been up since 6:30 AM this morning. Not so much because of Christmas but that’s the time I get up every morning.

This is my first Christmas that I am able to participate in. Last year I was only 2 months old and really had no idea the day even went by. This year, I’m a whopping 14 months old. Unfortunately, I still don’t have a clue what’s going on. I know this is a special day, definitely different from a regular Thursday, but I’m still trying to figure everything out.  There’s a lot more music being played today and it’s definitely not the usual jazz, rock, and country that Grandpa usually plays.   And who is this Santa guy?

First, we have a tree with lights IN THE HOUSE. How odd is that. When I try to bring a just a branch from a tree into the house everyone gets all upset.  But when Grandma does it, it’s OK… go figure… adults… (smile)

Next, the tree has lights (I know I said that already), lot’s of different toy looking things hanging from it, lot’s of boxes wrapped in very bright paper, and a train going round it. Everything a kid would love to explore. However, guess what happens when I go over to check things out. Yup, everyone gets all upset.

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The strangest thing are the boxes. I’m told not to touch all morning. Then all of a sudden, they WANT me to tear the paper of the boxes. Now, this is great. Shredding paper can be a blast. In fact, once you get it off the box, you can tear it into even smaller pieces. The paper also taste great. But for some reason Grandma keeps taking the paper away form me if I put it in my mouth.

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What’s really confusing about today is they give me all these boxes that I get to tear the paper off of.. but when I’m “finished” there are still more boxes in bright paper still under the tree. Now, when I try to help and take the paper off of those boxes, I get in trouble. Go figure!!!

Well, I need to take a break for a few minutes; my cousin Faith just arrived.

Faith, Colton, Aunt Lauren, and Uncle Ben just left. So were was I…

Santa brought me some very cool stuff.   I know it came from Santa because Grandma said so..  Of course, I’m really not sure who this Santa guy is?   I haven’t met him and don’t remember him ever visiting us.  But if Grandma says it’s so, then it must be.

I received an Elmo that talks to me…  In fact, I haven’t been able to figure out how to make it STOP talking to me… LOL

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Sometimes, they just hand you this box and expect you to do something with it.  It can all be so confusing.   Maybe it will all make more sense when I’m a little older.

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Merry Christmas

Anthony

Christmas Eve

I’m told I should be getting excited.  Unfortunately, I’m only one year old.   For me, today is a lot like Wednesday.   The biggest exception to that is I keep getting told I can’t touch stuff.  Grandma put this big old tree with flashing lights and shiny bulbs on it in the middle of the room and I’m told “don’t touch”.   I’ll tell you what, if you don’t want me to touch it, don’t make it so darn appealing.   A big green things with flashing colored lights, now what would make someone think a toddler would touch that.. LOL

Mom and Grandma also but a big old white thing in the middle of the front year.   I thought it was a mouse.  I was told it’s a polar bear.   Is there really that big of a difference between a polar bear and a mouse?   I don’t thing so…

Here, I have included a photo of me, Mom, and the mouse/bear.  You decide…

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Sorry about not looking at the camera.  I’m still trying to figure out this white things.

BTW, that’s a real (or pretty close to real) Yankee’s baseball jersey I wearing… you can’t see much of that either…