"Take it you horrid thing!" Ok, so probably only my family gets that reference... hehe. After four days of Christmas I was starting to feel that way.
The 26th we headed up to Grandma and Grandpa's for the Day of Days, aka the Wyss Christmas. Brunch, musical entertainment, presents, gondolas, presents, games, supper, games, 'twas a good time as always. Cecily was a grouch most of the day and super clingy. It didn't help that she did not get enough sleep the night before and we had to get her up early to make it on time for brunch. And she would not sit still, lie down, rock, anything that would get her to sleep. We ended up driving around the section twice during the day so she would take naps. She cheered up after supper. Thankfully. Anyway.
Grandpa, Clayton and Ned played 'When the Roll is Called Up Yonder.'
Secret sewing project #1 was revealed:
It's a tea towel with Grandma's recipe for cinnamon rolls printed on it in her handwriting! I didn't get a picture of the one with the Taffy recipe in Pearline's handwriting. We made one for each of the daughters and granddaughters. I saw the idea here at Spoonflower.
Grandma helping little miss take her new tutu from Aunt Rita OFF. She was not impressed with it or the crowd of people standing around taking pictures of her in it. hehe.
After all the presents were opened and things were cleaned up, Little Miss got a ride from Grandpa in Bob's new wheel barrow.
So Thursday we were lazy bums all morning recovering from festivities until we headed to the farm for Christmas with my family. Mom made the usual Cornish hen feast and then it was on to more presents. Cecily was more interested in the noisemaker part of her new riding thingy than anything else. *grin*
We give each other weird presents. This is authentic Czech snow camo. It made little miss slightly nervous.
Doesn't everyone need a Zombie survival kit?
On Friday I left Cecily with Bob and spent a too short afternoon with Amber and Sarah at the Drake's. I miss those girls.
Auntie Shelly and my mom picked out some sweatpants for Cecily... they totally look like what the sorority girls wore around campus, so I put on her U of I shirt, gave her a high pony tail, and tried to put boots on her. She wouldn't keep the boots on, and she doesn't have a north face jacket, but hey, it's close! hehe.
This morning Lynelle came over to play while Gary and Kathy were at a funeral. She was great. Cecily kept stealing her toys. They are about the same age, and I am so glad little miss is not twins!
Ok, so this last picture is for Aunt Karen:
She gave me some mini quilts for Christmas and I don't have any frames, so I hung them on a line on the wall of the 'sewing room'. Kind of like bunting, which is trendy right now, only quilts! I like it! Thanks K!
Blessings.