We had a wonderful Christmas. We got to see all of our families, even if it was just for a short amount of time each. But at least we saw everyone who was available.
Lola, I think, was a bit present-ed out by the end of the weekend. We got home Sunday, after all of our Twin Cities Christmases, and said "no" when we asked her if she wanted to open presents from Daddy and me.
So we didn't. Instead, we opened all of her other gifts and let her play. And she loved it. Then, an hour or so later, we opened our family gifts.
There are many, many memories we will remember from this year.
One of them, I think, will always be "Frosty."
Lola was in the backseat on Christmas morning as we left Maple Grove to drive toward my parents' place. She started talking about the "snowman" so Ray and I were looking around outside, along 694, looking for the snowman. We didn't see anything.
But Lola would not let up. And, finally, Ray figured out that she was saying "snowman show," referencing the (original) "Frosty the Snowman" TV show, her newest favorite.
We didn't know where this was going until we, faintly, heard "... heard him holler, 'Stop!'" on the radio.
Sure enough, Lola immediately had realized that "Frosty the Snowman" was on the radio. And it was the them3e to the "snowman show" that she loves so much.
Throughout the weekend, she would always be the first to realize when the "snowman song" came on the radio. She would smile and start dancing. pretty cute.
- Bethany :)