We had a great Christmas! It was so much fun to see Nate so excited. He's been waiting for Christmas since right before Halloween, when he somehow figured out that the Christmas we had last year would happen AGAIN!
Right after Thanksgiving, we made his letter to Santa. Since he doesn't read, we copied pictures from the Internet and put those in his letter. He carried that letter around and slept with it and pulled it out and stared out it for the next 4 weeks. Mama finally made a photocopy of it right and we mailed the tattered one to Santa. He was SO EXCITED to think that it was going to get to Santa. He kept asking if Santa had received it yet and which of the items on the list he thought he'd be getting from Santa. That letter was a constant companion for a solid month.
Christmas morning he was so thrilled to open packages and tear through the wrappings. Total change from last year, when he was totally satisfied after one package and we had to coax him into opening the next one.
Nate received a some animals (the Playmobil kind, not the REAL kind) this year. He's been fascinated by whales lately and likes to imitate their songs. I have to admit, it's adorable, even though it sounds like a munchkin trying to make the sounds of Chewbacca after a mortal flesh wound. He got a whale and some hippos, so it sound be no surprise that he has spent a great deal of time taking baths so he can make the whale swim and dive and, of course, sing. Apparently, even the melodic sounds of a dying Chewbacca sound better with the bathroom's acoustics.
Brent's coaching JV basketball again this year at a little charter school at the south end of the county. He enjoys it, but it seems like we don't see him much any more. We appreciate Grandma Mint taking Nate every day while Daddy goes to play with the boys. He's damaged his other knee recently and is meeting with the surgeon next week. He's having a hard time remembering that he's nearly 41.
New Primary class for Nate tomorrow - Mama's worried about him moving to another class. He still has such a hard time in noisy places (and Jr. Primary Sharing Time is a NOISY PLACE). But, I'll still be there with the Sunbeams, so we'll see how it goes. We've been talking up moving to the next class because he's getting bigger.
He LOVES the idea of growing up, much to Mama's chagrin. Every morning, he stands as tall as he can and asks if he's grown overnight. The other evening he said, "Mama, I'm getting bigger?" and I said, "Yes, you are" and he said, "Don't worry, Mama. I'll still be your little boy."
