Gingerbread House

Why were you such a terror yesterday? I'm not really sure. I've got some rough thoughts, but haven't really put it all together yet.

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Maybe it had something to do with the gingerbread house you and your friends put together on Friday. All I know for sure is, we lost you for a while and then I turned the corner into the kitchen...

Well just because you're on the stool in front of the gingerbread house doesn't mean you are going to town on it, right?

You were looking so cute because we were going to go to a Christmas party. But the ensuing sugar rush and following supercrash made it difficult, if not impossible, to calm you down for long enough to even discuss it. Not to say there weren't moments of cuteness. There almost always are...

Earlier, we had been out running errands, and you found something on the ground you thought was a pair of glasses, but you couldn't quite get them to stay on.

Before all the drama, daddy had taken a quick bike ride down around Stanford. I ride through campus all the time on my way home, but this time I stopped at a park to get a drink, and noticed these trees on the other side of the field must have been out drinking the night before, they were having a hard time standing up.

Anyway, suffice to say last night was a bust, but today we're doing the Sippy Cups concert, and we're all very much looking forward to that! The gingerbread house, by the way, has been buried in the backyard and we're pretty much banning sugar from here out, unless it is closely monitored and controlled. You are a little Candy Sneak!