Life at Lothlorien

CC: "I got the most presents. I must have been very nice." A few minutes later: "Grandpa only got three presents. Oooh, he must have been very naughty!" (which Grandma agreed with -- Gpa didn't get many presents because he went out and bought whatever he wanted, so not much you could get him -- very naughty) CC: "I drew this Christmas tree. Do you know what the purple stuff is around it? It's the garlic." (Ah, the garland. I love the funny pronunciations they have -- Grandma is proud of how B is growing up, but still misses the year of the Crackernuts) Store clerk on December 23: "Is Santa going to come to your house?" CC: "No, he already came." Clerk: "What do you mean?" CC: "There's already a bunch of presents under our tree!" Me: "CC, you kept Gma's Cat in the Hat fingerpuppets!" CC: "Yeah, I'm tricky!"

I found a piece of paper on the cabinet. It had B's name, with a big circle around it and a slash through it. "CC, did you make this sign?" "Yes, I was going to put it up on my door because I was mad at B, but we had a discussion and he let me watch Scooby Doo, so I put it away." She picks up on things so quickly. She also has pretty good handwriting for a 5-year old.

B loves pancake puffs -- you know, they advertise the pan on TV. My DH often makes them on Saturday mornings and they are really good. He made them yesterday, then came and told me this story in amazement. B took a bite of the puff, chewed it slowly, then announced, "Dad, you forgot the nutmeg!" And you know what? He was right. Ahh, the gourmet tastes of a 7 year old.