The 3 of us. The last Christmas with just the 3 of us. It was wonderfully exhausting. We had a Christmas lunch on Christmas eve with Stacey's grandmother, grandmommy. Then Christmas Eve night we went to my mother's for Christmas. Parker loves his new dancing clucking Elmo. It even tells jokes. Then we went home to go to bed for Santa to come. Parker woke up exta early on Christmas Day. Not what we had expected since he had gond 2 days with out a nap the days before. Parker loved his new table and chairs and bath paints that Santa left. The 3 of us ate Christmas breakfast at his new table. I made French toast and a cinnamon bread thing. Then off to Stacey's parents for Christmas lunch. Parker fell asleep on our way over to their house, but of course was wide awake by the time we got to the front door. Parker wasn't really into the Christmas spirit there. By the time we ate, all Parker wanted to do was go upstairs and watch the purple monster. He threw fit after fit. The only way we got the picture above is to let him eat a chip while we took the picture. He really needed a nap, but wasn't about to miss any excitement. He wouldn't open gifts and really wouldn't do anything we asked. Finally we put the purple monster on downstairs and he was content enough for us to open gifts. He has been playing farm with his new John Deere items ever since. I really feel sorry for the guy. We haven't let him rest to recover from his illness. He is still coughing and has a runny nose. His treatments are going much better. This morning he even WORE the mask of the neb while watching the purple monster. That purple monster has such magical powers. Just this morning he is beginning to act like himself. There seems to be so much to blog about. I guess I should have new blogs everyday for a while.