The kids were very excited about the lights this year, so excited in fact that they (meaning Riley) plugged them into the wall drug it across the floor, pretended Huntley was a horse, whipped it around until it didn't work anymore. She informed me this morning "mom those don't work anymore, I broke them."
They had a good time while doing it so can I really get mad?
Admiring the lights while Mr. Gaston got them prepared to go outside. Huntley would stand in front of the snowman and just make his excited noises and then mess with his nose, then walk away, and then come back and do his noises again...it was cute. Riley was playing with that same strand of colored lights and would not let Huntley anywhere NEAR the lights and if he came close she would just push him out of the way...so he made a lot of screaming and crying noises as well.
That little puff of fluff on the floor, that is a dog that was given to Riley last year for Christmas. She loved it well until she decided she had enough of it. Now Huntley LOVES it, he thinks it is his own personal dog until Riley discovers that she wants to play with it and one of two things happens, she goes and snatches it out of his hands causing a big up roar of noise from Huntley or she will play nicely and let Huntley
hold it while she walks around leading them like she is taking them both for a walk.
Mr. Gaston and his "favorite girl" setting up the trees to go outside. It was so nice to have him home for a few days and I think he enjoyed it as well (which I always worry about) well because sometimes life as a mom isn't as glamourous
to others as it is to you :)