Just thought I would get one last blog in before Christmas festivities begin, AND before I get our little boy out of bed. I believe the squeals I hear mean that he is happily talking to the Furreal puppy he got from one of Jake's colleagues. Yes, my SON, got a
Furreal (Umm, check out the website; it's totally meant for girls aged 4-8!). Upon receiving it, I hurriedly threw away the purple packaging with hearts all over it. We'll let it slide for the time-being!
Last weekend Jake went Christmas caroling with a group from church. Josiah and I joined everyone for dinner afterwards. Josiah came away from the gathering with a new sound effect: "Shew! Shew!" This noise of Josiah's is accompanied by a definitive downard/upward arm motion, and is often done while he holds a fork or spoon. We call it.... the lightsaber.
Merry Christmas everyone!
