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Cooking up more Christmas


Mya hanging out.



Claire talking on her "phone."

Claire waiting patiently.

Cooking.


Okay, this is Claire saying "cheese," but it looks a bit "cheesy."

Chris being patient.


We were all done with our Christmas shopping for us and I even bought the kids' gifts from my parents. Pretty impressive. In fact, much of the shopping was done before last week, which is a first for me. I am typically a last minute shopper. Of course, I am not in charge of buying for my parents, which is really the reason why I not running to the mall as we speak--thank you Lisa! Anyway, my Mom called to tell me about an AWESOME find. She found a Step 2 kitchen complete with a light that works, a cash register that also works, bakery counter, stove, refridgerator, microwave, sink and food/dishes/cooking utensils for an incredible price. We couldn't refuse, so we made a quick trip last night to Worcester to pick it up. It was perfect. Chris worked steadily and put it together. Claire was somewhat impatient, but made due. She was in heaven. We put Mya to bed and let Claire enjoy their (yes, theirs, it is our way of justifying the additional present to ourselves) new kitchen. She was busy whipping up eggs in the pan on the stove, serving us juice and donuts and talking on the cash register (she seems to think the wand thing is a phone??). She played again this morning and actually cried, yes, I said, CRIED when I told her it was time to go to daycare (she also peed her pants as she didn't want to leave the kitchen to go to the bathroom---not so good, but who could blame her, I wouldn't either). She loves daycare and I often think she'd much prefer to go their than hang out with us. It was amazing. I can't wait to see what is on tonight's menu. Giving the perfect gift to our kiddos is such a thrill. I love seeing the innosence and excitement through Claire's eyes.

Comments

Alison said…
This kitchen looks awesome - far more sophisticated than my easy bake oven that burned me as a child!
Erin said…
so, if we ever have children - yours can't tell ours that they get their presents BEFORE christmas!!!

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