When I woke up Christmas morning, mommy and daddy gave me my very last bottle ever! They kept telling me to enjoy it, but I didn't really understand why until I woke up the next morning and there was no bottle waiting for me. Oh, well. Sippy cups are just as good.
Then daddy (with a little help from me) started handing out the boxes that had been sitting under the tree for weeks. I was glad to see we were finally going to do something with those!
So, it turns out, you're supposed to tear the paper off the boxes and underneath are new toys and books for ME! (Although mommy and daddy got a few toys for themselves too.) One of my favorite presents was a cell phone that looks just like mommy and daddy's!
Can you tell what daddy got mommy for Christmas? I bet she didn't have a clue what it was until she opened it because he did such a great job disguising it. (And even though it looks like it's a diaper bag, it's actually just a giant purse that she can put all of my stuff in along with hers.)
I was too tired to stay awake for long, so mommy and daddy put me down for a nap and finished opening presents without me. They sure made a mess! Looks like daddy needed a nap too!
3 comments:
The present Brian wrapped for you, hillarious. Good for you guys to be tough on the bottle situation. We have a friend here who has a 3 year old (almost) and he STILL has a bottle. Yuck. Stay strong!
LOVE the last picture with Brian collapsed on the floor with wrapping.
I love the "disguised" wrapping job. Matt does the same kind of thing...my presents say "To: Jen From: The Mystery Wrapper". :-)
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