
Anna loves the Christmas tree and slowly, all the ornaments are working their way towards the top out of her reach. In the morning when she gets up, she wants the lights on and she likes to stop at the tree on the way to getting her diaper changed and point out the "sheepies" and the Snoopy ornaments. She also likes to throw them over the stair railing. Then she'll hold out her hand to me, say, "c'mon" and lead me towards the stairs to go get the ornaments. So far she hasn't tried to climb the tree, but she has pulled pretty hard on a few ornaments, causing the tree to lean dangerously. Just one more reason why we don't have any of those pretty balls on our tree.

This photo has nothing to do with Christmas--I just thought it was cute. Anna decided that she wanted to eat her dinner with a very large spoon. I indulged her and took a picture. These days, Anna loves to help. She wants to help make the brownies, do the dishes, anything we are doing. She's also become quite the monkey-see-monkey-do. The other day I noticed that she had my nail clippers and was trying to cut her own toenails with them. Another day, I was in the bathroom combing my hair after a shower and Anna was begging for lotion. I gave her some and she immediately smeared it on her forehead because I usually rub moisturizer on my face after a shower.
Lately she's also into washing her hands and in the middle of eating, sometimes she'll start whining, "han, han!" meaning that she wants me to wipe her hands off. She still eats with her hands, as well as utensils, but I guess sometimes she doesn't want her food to mix.


Last night was the ward Christmas party with a special visit from Santa and Mrs. Clause. Anna just wanted to stand where she could see Santa and say his name over and over again. I don't think she even knows what he does, but I've mentioned it to her before, and she picks up much more than I realize these days. But when it was her turn to sit on Santa's lap, she wasn't interested. She just wanted to stand about three feet away (out of Santa's reach) and stare at him. So with my help and a candy cane, we got a photo close to Santa.
When we got home I asked her if she liked seeing Santa and she very clearly said, "yesh." But when we asked her if she wanted to sit on Santa's lap she said, "no lap." We'll try again next year.