Last Tuesday at preschool we did our Thanksgiving program. We all wore pumpkins on our head and sang a Thanksgiving song. I'm the short one in the middle. I'm starting to think that my future career will not be in musical theater.
On Wednesday Mommy, Papi, Papou, Tia Marina and I drove from Manhattan to Grafton, MA in a snow storm. It took five hours instead of the usual three. I threw up in the back seat before we left New York. When we got to Massachusetts we made snowballs. I don't see why everyone was so excited about the first snow.
I felt better when I saw my toys and my friends that I've left at Yiayia's house. Here I'm talking to the Christmas Mouse who sings "Santa Claus is Coming to Town" and the Gorilla who sings "Wild Thing" and says he loves me. In the back, wearing a beret, is an American Girl doll named Molly, who belongs to Yiayia Joanie. I like to throw Molly on the floor and stomp on her when Yiayia's not looking.
The next day I liked the snow better when Papi took me sledding. He'd drag me up the hill and then push me down. Sometimes backwards. Last year I was too scared to even get into the sled.
We also made a snowman. He's about my size and, as you can see, doesn't have a very good fashion sense like I do.
I helped Yiayia make two of the five pies for Thanksgiving dinner. I decorated the pumpkin pie with pecans, which made all the difference. Then Yiayia poured a little caramel sauce on the pecans.
When we ate the turkey at the big table I got to wear the turkey hat and gnaw on a turkey leg, just like last year. But the thing I liked best of all was the rolls.
After dinner Natasha and Sofie and I decorated gingerbread men. Natasha's proud of her design. I'm still pondering which cutting edge fashion statement my gingerbread man will make.
The next day we went to the Grafton Country Store which had so many themed Christmas trees.
And we went to Hi Hill Farm to pick out our own Christmas tree. I spent a long time decorating it--especially on the lowest branches.
When we got done, everyone said it looked beautiful, even though it was a little sparse on top.
That night we ate at the Westboro House Restaurant and I helped Yiayia Neni blow out the candle on her birthday cake. She only had one candle but I'm going to have four on my next birthday cake.
The next day, Sunday, before we left to drive back to New York, I put up my stocking on the fireplace--in case Santa comes early--
And I put up everyone else's stockings too.
And every night when I slept, I dreamed about what Santa will bring me on the day when I put the Baby Jesus in my advent calendar. So far I've asked for two things--flowers and an airplane. I just hope that David, my Elf on the Shelf, doesn't tell Santa about when I stomped on Molly, the American Girl doll.
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