Two days of tooth-pain-induced tantrums aside, Alexa was an absolute wonder to watch this Christmas. I suppose I didn't know what to expect from her-this is the first year she's been able to recognize Santa and reindeer, however I'm not positive that she understands the concept. Religiously she's right there with Billy and his Baby Genius beliefs. However, she showed little interest in the gifts that sat under the tree all month and instead opted for naming the colors of each Christmas light.
On Christmas she simply melted my heart with the sweet, innocent joy she got from the simplest things (my heart was either melting, or simply relishing the break from the constant whining and crying she otherwise did all weekend!) On Christmas Eve morning, she saw her baby doll toys and wanted nothing to do with opening more packages.
At Uncle Randy's she sat fascinated with the gift tag, which she admired and sang "Winnie the Pooh" to the teddy bears printed on it. It took her a few minutes to even think about the gift inside.
When she opened her My Little Pony from Aunt Brenda and Uncle Dustin, she kept telling them "I love it! I love it!" What a time to pick up that phrase! She later refused, however, to tell them she loved them or goodnight, opting to profess her love and best wishes for the Christmas tree instead: "I love you, Christmas tree. Good night, Christmas tree!" (could she really be doing that from spite already!)
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