Let it snow!

We stopped in to see Andrea the other night at KFC, and she gave Andy a giraffe! I don't think he's put it down since.

Ornaments

The Christmas tree fascinates Andy. When Lance first plugged the lights in, he started saying "ooooh!" Over and over again. Then came the ornaments. He was hopping up and down, squealing while I hung them, really wanting to help. The broken ornament in the first picture is the one I gave him so he could help hang it on the tree. After we got that cleaned up, and the rest put on the top half, he resorted to trying to hang his leggo's on the branches. That kept him busy for awhile.

Helping Mom

Every time I start washing Andy's dishes, he goes to the window in the dining room where he keeps his stool, and pushes it over to the sink to help me.

Father and son

When Andy first began sleeping in his toddler bed, I was the one who always put him to sleep. These days Andy loves Lance so much that he won't let me put him to bed anymore. If I even start carrying him into his room he freaks, reaching for Lance, kicking and screaming, trying to push off of me. When Lance is holding him and starts heading to his bedroom, Andy turns around and waves bye to me with a big smile on his face. "See ya later, Mom; Dad and I are going to hang out in my room!" Lance usually ends up falling asleep with him, all curled up in the toddler bed together. There have been a few nights when Andy outlasts Dad, and comes crawling out of his room with a big smile on his face, and I have to go in and wake Lance up:)