Fun with Puppets

Saturday we took the girls to our local puppetry center to see a puppet show. It was a bit of a risk since the show took place during nap time, but we are always looking for opportunities to expand their intellectual horizons.

There were lots of kids there, and lots of laughter from both kids and adults at the songs and antics of the various puppets. Grace clearly enjoyed the show, particularly the circus diorama with tons of little puppets. Camille was less impressed, as evidenced by our conversation on the way home:

Me: Would you like to go back and see the puppet show again?
Camille: No, I do not want to see the puppet show another day.
Me: Why not? Were the puppets too scary for you?
Camille: No, not scary.
Me: Why don't you want to see the puppets again, honey?
Camille: They were too funny.

Merry Christmas!

Here are a few highlights from the Heaton family Christmas this year...

Inspecting the Stockings Christmas Morning

Let the Unwrapping Begin!

Camille's Favorite Present

Grace's Favorite Present

Christmas Walk
Christmas Dinner

As we were putting the girls to bed, we asked them what their favorite part about Christmas was. Camille responded, "My favorite part of Christmas is baby Jesus!" We couldn't agree more.

Dentist

Today we went to the dentist. It was a really cool pediatric dentist. You get to play video games! You get to read books! You get to pick whatever movie you want while you sit in the dentist's chair and he brushes your teeth with cotton candy flavored tooth scrub! You get toys at the end!

The girls cried and cried the whole time their teeth were being checked, and didn't get to watch either Thomas or Tinkerbell, the movies set up in different chairs respectively for Grace and Camille. They sat in my lap and I leaned them over into the dentist's able hands. But, as I told the dentist, at least a screaming mouth means an open mouth, and he was able to get his gentle work done, even though it was traumatic!

What Are You? Three?

Tonight I had to remove a bead from Camille's nose. With a fine-gauge knitting needle. And a flashlight. I don't know what I would have done if the impacted object hadn't had a gargantuan hole running through it- perfect for fine-gauge knitting needles.

Since nothing like this has ever happened before, I was very surprised that I then had to give the "no putting anything in your noses or ears or anywhere else or else you won't be so lucky next time and we'll have to take you to the hospital and the doctor will have to take it out or you'll have to have surgery maybe" speech. Guess I should have said that sooner, but there's something in the power of suggestion- I thought I could avoid the inevitable all along.