Monday, December 26, 2005
No Doll
Grace noted today that "Santa didn't bring me a doll." She is even making excuses for his negligence: "The doll was too high. Santa couldn't reach the shelf. And the man wouldn't help him get the doll down." "My doll is blue. My doll is a tiny doll," she explained. In Santa's defense, when she sat in his lap she asked for a motorcycle.
Pez
Family Christmas
Manic Grace
Sunday, December 25, 2005
Saturday, December 24, 2005
Dear Santa
Grace's letter to Santa Claus, dictated by Grace.
Dear, Santa:
How have you been.
How is all your reindeer?
Why do you go down the chimney?
Enjoy the cookies.
Leave me some presents, please. (The addition of "Please" was highly encouraged by Mom.)
XXXOOO XXXOOO.
Love, from Grace.
Tuesday, December 20, 2005
PEPS Holiday

You wouldn't want to run across this group in a dark alley on Christmas Eve. It would be a Santarchy.
MerryCosel
Thursday, December 01, 2005
I want...
Grace's favorite phrase is "I want something that I want." She says "Daddy, I'm hungry." "What do you want to eat?" "I want something to eat that I want." We have this conversation several dozen times each day.