
The hives faded just in time for the holiday weekend, thank goodness. We spent Thanksgiving morning at nana and poppy's house with Mia entertaining everyone (as usual). In the picture above, she's licking the lipstick candy nana gave her. We left there at Mia's naptime hoping she would go to sleep in the car on the way to mimi and papa's house. But, we ended up feeding her lunch in the car. I think she's decided she's no longer eating if there are more than three people in the room - food has become a lower priority. She also never took a nap that day; this was a first. We tried to put her down but gave up after 35 minutes. I was actually a little scared of her that afternoon. She was really good for not having a nap, but the slightest thing would set her off. Wanting to avoid a major meltdown in front of the entire fam, we pretty much did whatever we could to keep her happy. The cousins also helped entertain her (pictured above). She went to bed at 6:30 that night and slept until 8 the next morning. And, I think Andrew and I both were asleep by 8 p.m.


On Friday, I took Mia to her first parade. She loved the cars honking their horns and the high school bands and dancers. It was a small parade - but we did get to see Elmo (another favorite) and Santa. She also scored a piece of bubble gum - another first. I wouldn't let her put the whole thing in her mouth, so she held the wrapper and sucked the bubble gum juices through it. She seemed completely happy doing this - the fun lasted about an hour.


Last night, I decorated the Christmas tree. I left some fun, non-breakable ornaments for Mia to decorate the bottom half of the tree this morning and was excited for her to wake up and see the lights. Note to self - feed child before engaging in what's-supposed-to-be-a-fun-activity. She liked the lights but wasn't interested in decorating the tree. She hung one ornament - one! But, to her credit, she was starving and ate a HUGE breakfast. Apparently Christmas decorations are lower on the totem pole than food. (And, don't ask why it looks like Mia has the Michael Jackson kind of skin disorder in these pics - must be my camera settings.)
Oh - and we also started the full-blown potty training yesterday. I bought some training pants. We went to Andrew's parents' house last night for dinner, and she went through three pairs of them in a matter of an hour. One accident was in the car seat (always pleasant); one on mimi and papa's bedroom floor (sorry guys) and one on Aunt Lisa's lap (an all caps SORRY). Why is it that Mia tells us she has to go potty in her diaper but not in the training pants? I'm giving this one week. After that, I'm throwing in the towel - and the training pants.












