I think Felicity has become desensitized to Advent gift-getting, and ennui is beginning to set in. She's only shown a passing interest in the last few Advent Bag delights, preferring to don Daddy's shoes and clomp around the apartment.
And pull the ornaments off the tree, despite countless instructions to the contrary.
She did get several mornings' worth of enjoyment out of the felt tree my mom sent, with felt decorations (did you know that felt adheres to itself? Blow me down!). She took the whole thing very seriously.
The weather has also been unseasonably warm, so we have squired Naked Baby around to many area playgrounds.
We also braved the chaos of the Children's Museum one rainy morning (burning daylight at all cost is what it's all about, even if it means putting up with some of the horrible children who were there, hoarding publicly available playthings (following many of your leads, I stepped in several times and said to other kids, "Let's SHARE! She can play, too! You've had your turn" and so on) and -- no exaggeration -- ELBOWING Felicity off an interactive display).
Another day we took Felicity for her second haircut. She loved it.
I have been taking advantage of this dual-parent vacation time and going running or doing Ye Olde 30-Day Shred almost every day. And what do you know: I feel more energetic and less draggy and bloated! Of course, it takes me about twelve breakfasts and five lunches until I no longer feel like I could eat the coffee table, but presumably my BLAZING metabolism will take care of all that, plus all the Christmas cookies and the daily intake of all the food Felicity refuses to consume from her own plate after I so lovingly prepare her a delicious, balanced meal three times a day (plus two snacks). NOT THAT I AM BITTER.
(In general, she is a good eater, but she eats MUCH BETTER for her nanny than she does for me or Joe. WHAT IS THAT ABOUT? With me, she'll refuse completely normal foodstuffs that she will INHALE when J is here (avocado, turkey, PIEROGIES, for crying out loud). Oh, it is maddening. AND she has been one-hour napping me for a week, although today she finally deigned to sleep for a full two and a half hours. I almost didn't know what to do with myself, but I did manage to assemble the table and chairs she's getting for Christmas -- a process that wasn't as enraging as it could have been, even though the directions had a BIG ERROR in them. Sigh.)
Anyway, I am hoping that we can build Christmas/Santa up enough that she will overcome her meh-ness about the holidays and be appropriately awed by the magic come Sunday morning. I suspect she's going to zero in on ONE gift (i.e., the baby doll that she mentions every time Santa comes up) and refuse to look at anything else for the rest of the day. We shall see. As long as she's absorbed enough that I can see what's waiting for ME under the tree, that's fine. (Yes, I am twelve.)
Now who is PSYCHED for Christmas??
Bish, please.











She may just be too overwhelmed with the whole thing to take it all in! ; The boxes, bows and paper may still be the winning numbers here. I see a lot of stuff ending up in the closet to be brought out later. Rotating stuff through the next few months. I wish I could remember way, way back when my parents did the German tradition of assembling the tree and decorating the rest of the house on Christmas eve after we had all gone to bed. Now THAT would be a dramatic Christmas morning. It must have worn them out as I have no recall of it being done.
Posted by: terri codlin | December 23, 2011 at 09:22 PM
I am SO ready for Christmas. Based on her birthday, I fully expect my 18 month old to be unimpressed with more than a couple of gifts at a time. But, we're splitting Christmas between the eve and the morning, and I'm dully prepared to let her drag it out all day. (The family has already been warned. And asked to keep the number of gifts down, too.). I think it will be awesome. Christmas morning that lasts all day? Yes, please!
Posted by: Cara | December 23, 2011 at 09:39 PM
Her hair is so cute, but man it makes her look like such a KID instead of the baby I think of her as.
Posted by: ris | December 23, 2011 at 09:43 PM
I love her little lower lip just a tad pouted out. Adorable!
That felt tree is GENIUS on your mother's part!
Merry Christmas!!
Posted by: Shelly | December 24, 2011 at 11:42 AM
I love when you post updates about Felicity.She is just so cute. My preschool kids love felt anything and especially love it when we put a book out in the library area long with felt characters to go with it.They like acting out the story.
Leveta
Posted by: Leveta Ray | December 24, 2011 at 01:02 PM