Then, as they always do, the actual days of celebration came. We were in the midst of it. And this time around I felt present almost the entire time... I got to step out of the "Mom seeing Christmas through her child's eyes" roll this time and settle back into my own personal point of view.... but, frankly I don't have much of a desire to write out my experience from that perspective. It's mine and I don't feel it needs a recap... but in looking through my pictures I realized that my (new to me) camera lens had it's own agenda separate from mine. It seems to have wanted to make sure that I didn't miss out on Christmas from a toddler's eye view... and if I do say so myself the story it tells is quite compelling. Have a look for yourself:
When you're a toddler, and the first grandkid in the family, you get the distinct pleasure of helping to blow out birthday candles no matter who they are intended for... in this case Umpa. Yes, my Dad was born on Christmas day!
Flashlights, suspenders and ties make Awesome gifts...
And books filled with dinosaurs read by Grandpas bring great joy!
Big boy underwear belongs on the doorknob of our front door... DUH!
Candy canes can be found in every corner of the house...
...and "Batman Car"s can bring hours of entertainment!
Dinos eat gummy snacks
...and every little thing makes you laugh.
There is one thing I got a picture of from my perspective that is worth sharing though... and that would be this:
Yes. That is a red velvet cheese ball. You're welcome.
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