The Winter Holiday

We went to California and stayed with my sister J (and her boyfriend J and their lovely chocolate lab, M). Fiona absolutely loved the dog. Hysterical giggling, lots of attempted hugs, a few that actually landed on him... lots of licks from him, much to her delight... toward the end of our visit, she was calling to him, this deep short sound, to get his attention. He'd come over and lick her, she would squeal. Then we'd all get nervous that he was going to step on her or knock her over, so we'd tell him to back down... then she would call him over again... on and on this went, for hours.

There were also trees and trimmings, food and drink, and presents.

I love how she is sitting these days - legs wide, more balance maybe? And absolutely love the babylegs stockings....

This is when Grandpa was explaining how the Christmas elves live in the lights of the boughs...
Then, of course, she had to play a lively game of "chase Great Grandma around the coffee table"...



All in all, a good holiday.