MERRY CHRISTMAS!

Even though it is Justin's second Christmas, it seems like his first. Being born just a few days before Christmas meant that he (and I!) were out of it. This year he can do a lot more than he could last year. A bit overwhelming for him so I am glad we went small! Some of our things haven't arrived yet and I think that is for the best. It will make Christmas last longer. Justin can only handle so many new things at a time. After 2 1/2 hours of opening presents and playing he was begging for a nap. He even pointed to his crib and was out like a light! Forty minutes later he was up and good to go though. That didn't even give me time to upload pics and videos and do the blog. Currently he is entertained with new toys again. :)

I hope to soon be able to edit video from the video camera and put some of those things up, but for the meantime, there is plenty of poor footage taken with our camera. Enjoy (or not!) Of course there are also some photos for your viewing pleasure. This entry is getting kind of busy, so I think I will post the pics separately.

Playing with unwrapped presents was a lot of fun. Unwrapping was also fun. Wrapping paper and boxes can be as much fun as the actual gift. Why or why does Mommy clean them up and throw them away? After lots of practice ripping paper, gift bags can pose a new challenge. Sometimes my baby is not the sharpest knife in the drawer. Either that or he has me trained well. Why put forth effort if someone else will do it for you?

It doesn't seem to matter who the present is for either. I suppose that since he rules the house everything is pretty much his. If he can reach it, it's fair game as far as he's concerned. One of his favorite games is to put things in a container and then take them back out again. He can do this over and over and over again. He likes to add variety sometimes by transporting the items somewhere, preferably under something. What could be better than taking things out of a box, moving them a couple at a time and putting them under the couch, bringing them back again and placing them back in the box. The excitement! Sometimes things get pushed back too far and it becomes a #1 priority to scream until Mommy or Daddy can rescue the object and place it once again within reach. I don't know that pushing things back too far is a tragedy. Probably just another variation of the game and a way to make sure we remember that he is the one in charge.



It took awhile for him to figure out the busy ball popper. He liked the balls and he liked the music that the popper made, but he wasn't so sure about the rest of it. Now he seems to find it amusing to play with it as intended. That doesn't stop him from seeing how many of the balls he can fit in his hand at a time or what sounds the balls make as he bangs them against various surfaces. After all, he is a baby.