It was ward Christmas party time and Scarlet was in an especially girly mood. So after getting into her red party dress and getting her hair "pretty like Ashley's" (never pretty like mom, always mom's friend Ashley) she requested to break into mom's jewelry. I just couldn't resist when I found a pair of clip-on earrings.
Now, keep in mind, these are not little kid clip-ons. These are the pageant earrings they make into clip-ons because they are heavy enough to rip your ear holes out. The larger, dangly, seriously heavy parts of the earrings are gone but the clip is still strong enough to grip to your head with deadly force. I thought she would last about 30 seconds.
One hour later, she finally requested I take them off. Her little ears were bright red. But she very softly laid them back in mom's jewelry box and told me next time she would wear them to the party to see Santa.
Speaking of Santa, she is obsessed with the man in red this year. She is just so excited about everything Christmas and talks about Santa like she would a best friend. That is, until he is nearby. She is somehow in awe of Santa but absolutely terrified of him.
I tried to prep her for the Christmas party. We had a talk about why kids sit on Santa's lap.
I said, "Scarlet, you can sit on Santa's lap and tell him what you want for Christmas. What do you want for Christmas?"
"Ok, what kind of presents?"
"Hmm.... Pink ones!"
"OK.....well you have to tell Santa that."
She seemed pretty excited about all the pink she could obtain if she could just get the nerve to talk to the jolly old guy.
She didn't even make it through the door before she was sobbing on the floor.
She came out seconds later with swollen eyes but a big smile on her face.
"Mom, he gave me a present anyway and I didn't even have to sit on his lap!" She told me through hiccups as she held up the gift from the Primary leaders.
**** Unrelated Side Story****
I went to pick up Scarlet from Nursery last week and she wasn't there. "She is on her way back from visiting Primary!" the leader told me. Sure enough, a minute later I see Scarlet walking, arms folded down the hallway back to Nursery.
"Just for fun?" I asked, a bit confused. The soon-t0-be Sunbeams attend Closing Exercises for a few weeks before the end of the year but Scarlet only turns 3 in March. Her friend, who is 4 days younger than her, hadn't gone.
Yeah, turns out Scarlet had 'somehow' made it on the list of kids moving to Sunbeams. I am sure someone took one look at the girl who towers above the Nursery children and assumed, she must be on her way out! Nope, one more year people.
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Now onto my other pretty little girl...
He INSISTED I stick that lovely headband on this morning. Everytime it fell off, he would pick it up, walk over to me, and have me put it back on his head.
He really would have made a pretty girl.
Oh yes, and you did hear my right. My son is finally walking! He started to get the idea at 14 months but just in the last week has decided to make walking his main mode of transportation.
15 months... way to barely make the cut off kid.