Let It Thnow!

Oh, this child of mine. I think he has inherited a bit of my uncanny ability to sense things. I won't go so far as to call it psychic abilty, perhaps just "in-tune".

This morning, Jack woke up early, so we put in a Baby Einstein video for him to watch while I made breakfast. He wasn't satisfied, and kept asking for Ho Ho. My ever-sharpening translation skills let me know that he wanted to watch Baby Santa's Music Box, so I put that one in for him. Yep, that was most definitely what he wanted.

Needless to say, Baby Santa played on a loop pretty much all day. One time I turned it off because Jack was playing two rooms away (and I was going nuts from Jingle Bells). When he noticed that the music was off, he began yelling, "HO HO HO HO HO HO HO!" until I started it again.

Then, around mid-day, we were reading books in his room and he wasn't paying attention to anything we were looking at. He kept reaching towards a stack of books on the floor, asking yet again for Ho Ho. I finally figured out that he was wanting a Christmas book with Santa on the cover. Once he had it in his hands, he was just fine. He carried it around for the rest of the afternoon repeating, "Ho Ho Ho Ho" over and over.

Tonight, Jack and I were playing when Phillip called to tell us it was snowing outside. I turned on the patio lights and called Jack over to see the snow. "Thnow! Thnow! Thnow!", he exclaimed, running over and watching intently as it fell, all sparkly. Then - no kidding - he gave me this look like, "See what I have been trying to tell you all day!". Hysterical.

This was Jack's first time to see substantial snow. He really seemed to enjoy watching it. And I really enjoyed watching him. And of course, we had to put Baby Santa in one more time before bed. Of course.