At Bannister Christmas this year, Charlie was eating it up--literally. He couldn't get enough of (Great) Grandpa's homemade pineapple sherbet. He kept making rounds of the room and stopping at each person to say "bite," pretty much everyone obliged him so he had quite a bit of ice cream!
Charlie's cousin Lincoln is just a few months younger than Charlie. It was so neat to see the two of them actually playing together and yelling "no" gleefully in unison:)
Great Grandma B took some time to catch up with Amelia. Mia got passed around all night and loved it!
What a good cousin...Robert took a turn.
Charlie has been into his harmonica lately. He found it in the piano bench one day and after a few days figured out how to blow into it. This became a bit annoying for Mom, so the harp was sitting on top of the fridge until we went to Bannister Christmas. I remembered that Gramps plays the harmonica really well and thought it would be cute to see the two of them play together. It was!!
We draw names for a gift exchange and Jayne had Charlie. For those of you who don't know Jayne, she is a cowgirl through and through. Charlie was totally into unwrapping his gift and was marching up and down with glee when he saw what it was...
...A hobby-horse bull that makes a bull noise. For a few days after, Charlie would drag it round the house and occasionally ask mom , "Cow? Cow?" which meant he wanted me to press the horn to make the noise.
Here's the great group of kiddies we had over for a Christmas Cookie Craft Party. It was so much fun and such a mess, luckily Uncle Jon Jon has turned our basement into a playroom so the mess was manageable. First the kids painted salt dough cookie ornaments to keep and then, after lunch, frosted sugar cookies to eat. Needless to say, Charlie had a ball but made the crafting and frosting a little difficult for others--spreading a little too much Christmas cheer so to speak, with his paintbrush and frosting utensils.
Here he is with the one cookie he snacked on all afternoon. Now, before you think this seems fairly reasonable, consider that this same cookie had been frosted and, at Charlie's request, re-frosted by Aunt Beth. Charlie would lick off the delectable goodness and trip back to his Auntie for a refill! I caught on to this eventually...much to my boy's dismay.
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