Christmas

I know it's not Christmas now, in fact, you're right, it was three months ago, but I have to share with you some of the memories.

I thought I had the perfect gift thought of for Kenner. A play kitchen. Kenner absolutely loves to pretend to cook. Pretending to cook keeps him busy for quite a while and then he wouldn't have to use my pots and pans. It was perfect. Well, no. Daddy refused to let his son have what he thought was a gift for a girl. He won and convinced Kenner to ask for a basketball hoop. Kenner was quite pleased with his "manly" toy.

Kenner couldn't wait to take a link off of the Christmas chain everyday all the way to the very last one.

Kenner prepared a plate of cookies for Santa Claus at Grandma Bartlett's house on Christmas Eve. He was pretty good about getting the frosting and sprinkles on the cookies, but I think he managed to get more of the candy in his mouth.