Ollie went to see Santa last night. He didn't seem upset at all at sitting on his lap. He just kind of looked at him, no beard pulling. Just a stare. He doesn't quite know what's going on with this whole Christmas thing. He just likes the pretty lights. Love's to touch and look at lights. Love's wrapping paper. Love's making a mess of himself. I think this year, Christmas for Ollie will be about us keeping all the paper out of his mouth!
He's become more adept at bringing things to himself. We were eating at a sandwich shop last night and Ollie was eating crackers. We set the crackers on the table and he would reach, grab, pull them to him and shove them in his mouth. Of course, if we are eating something now, he has to have something too. If he doesn't have something too, you get screamed at. The mimicking of his parents has begun.
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