Christmas... All Done

Well, Christmas is all done. Mommy says we need to take the Christmas tree down because I have decided I am no longer OK with "pretty no touch" but that I need to touch. I can't help it - you should see how many balls are on the Christmas tree!!

Mommy said we were "going green" this year with the wrapping paper. It did look different from other presents people gave me.

The grandkids with grandpa and grandma at Christmas.

Over vacation I have been reading some of mommy's magazines. She says she doesn't have time to read them, so somebody should.

I have a new sign. When I put my leg out like this it means I want to get on the couch. I'm a little upset here because mommy is taking my picture instead of helping me on the couch. Can't you see my sign??

OK, everything is better now. I have my ball, my sippy, and I'm on the couch. Whew.

I forgot to tell you how my last doctor appointment went. I now weigh 23 1/2 pounds (50th) and am 31 1/2 inches tall (90th). My head is still big. But mommy and daddy say it's the cutest head they've ever seen (I think they're supposed to say that, but I'll take it!)

Karsyn, I miss you - see you soon!