Leaving cookies and milk for Santa.

     Carolina, you have decided to not take anymore naps.  It's quite a lot of drama around here right now.  That Christmas vacation that your older brother and sister took from school did quite the number on your routine.  You wanted to stay awake as long as they were awake and play with them as much as possible.  Now you're sleeping late, not taking a morning nap.  You should be taking your afternoon nap right now, but instead you are in there protesting.  I'm trying to make you a Valentine's dress in time for a contest.  The deadline is tomorrow and I haven't even gotten the pattern drawn out yet.

I just watched you do a new thing.  I watched you take my sewing machine cover and push it up against the bookcases.  Then you proceeded to climb on top of it and get down books that you couldn't reach before.  Each time you would get a book you'd throw it to the ground, climb down, take it to a pile you were making, and then come back and climb back up to get another book.  I would have grabbed the camera, but I was feeding Enoch at the time.

You are getting so grown now.  You are using a fork and spoon as best as you can.  You wipe your face when you have food on it, with a napkin.  You grab the mouse to the computer every chance you get and try to maneuver it around.  Today you started clicking things and hung up on your daddy while we were talking on Skype and I had you in my lap.  You've stopped throwing your drinks on the floor, as much.  You and your brothers and sisters got a small table and chair set for Christmas and you just love to sit at it and eat.  I'm so proud of the lady you are becoming.  I love you.