Christmas Cookies and Zoo Lights: Christmas part duex, Colorado
Posted on December 24, 2007
Saturday night, we had a pre-Christmas event because my little cousin Jordan won’t be able to be with us on Christmas day, and I would love to say it was pure joy. In reality, Chloe fell asleep in the car at 4:00pm, we moved her into her bed and decided we would wake her up when the traditional pre-Christmas pizza arrived. The mistake in the plan was the “wake her up” part. She was a MESS. She cried over everything, she refused to open her presents, she wouldn’t eat anything, and she just kept melting into piles of mushy goo. In my infinite wisdom, I decided, “well, if she’s that tired we’ll just put her back to bed.” That’s like saying, “I know I can get all this toothpaste back into the tube if I just keep trying.” After 45 minutes of laying her down and hearing her say, “Mommy!” over the monitor, then going upstairs, laying her down, “mommy!” lay her down “Mommy!” I got her back up and she ended up have a blast playing with her big cousins.
She is completely enamored with her cousin, Sabrina (4). She calls her, “nanina” and follows her everywhere. Sabrina is a good sport, and I think she kind of likes the hero worship. When we were done opening presents Chloe and Sabrina decorated sugar cookies. Needless to say, there was more sugar than cookie when they were done, and Chloe refused to eat her creation. (I ate it, though, and it was delicious.)
On Sunday night we went to see the Zoo Lights with Felicia and her gang of misfits. Unfortunately, we lost them in the dark and ended up just seeing it by ourselves, but it all worked out okay. It was cold, but not too cold, and we bundled Chloe up like the stay puffed marshmallow man. John and I thought it was pretty cool, but Chloe was pretty stoic through the whole experience. She might have been too cold to react, or maybe she was a little overwhelmed, but we had to keep checking to make sure she hadn’t fallen asleep in her stroller. When we realized we lost everybody, we let her walk since it no longer mattered how slow she walked, and then I think we got more of a reaction out of her. But even then, she really didn’t say too much. We’re going back again with John’s parents next Saturday, so we’ll see how she does then.
Oh, and if you are ever in Colorado, and you see an advertisement for the Christkindl market at the Cherry Creek mall, don’t bother. They tried to make it a traditional Christmas Market like they have in Germany and in the Netherlands, but they failed. Even the Glühwein didn’t smell right. (We didn’t even bother to taste it because they only sold it by the cup and you had to drink it in a tent they had set up.) We were disappointed.