Countdown to Christmas

Dick's cold is alive and well. This is how he's spent most of the last few days - on the couch with his personal little lap warmer. Snickers has claimed both his lap and that afghan as her territory; all others beware.

We're celebrating Christmas with the California grands tomorrow, so we went out to see Dick's parents for Christmas Eve. Leia was the star attraction - I love that great-grandma and Leia have almost the same expression in this shot.

Naia discovered the joys of making static angels; she'd swing her arms and legs against the carpet, like she was making a snow angel, then try to touch - and shock - Aunt Marie. Naia was pretty good at building up static; Marie wasn't nearly as thrilled with the game as Naia was.
My Christmas shawls - both woven and crocheted - are unfinished. And I'm OK with that. I probably could have completed one or the other, but it would have meant giving up baby-holding time. I'll finish these eventually. Babies grow up too quick.

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year
to You and Yours!