They came here to play while Dan and Alicia went Christmas shopping. b.g. told me his parents names are Dan and Wawesha. I love that.
Here they're helping sort the M&Ms. We only use the green and yellow ones. After a couple handfuls we finally put the rest up. I didn't want them getting stomach aches.
But the big kids must have stomachs of steel. Between the time I put that big container up and bedtime, they ate ALL of them. ALL. Unbelievable.
Here we are making the cookies. First the pretzel sticks are placed on waxed paper. Then melted almond bark is dribbled on and then the M&Ms, yellow and green to be the egg yolks.
These have nothing to do with Christmas at all, so why we do this, I'm not sure.
Julia was trying to entertain these guys with some old video games, and they were happy with her efforts, but they were so baffled as to why Tim would not wake up.
"He can get up! Why doesn't he?"
I honestly think he's growing. He sleeps as much as a little baby, and he loves to sleep, adores it, all rolled up in his flannel sheets and quilts for long hours.
While we were making lunch I told him, the way to wake up Uncle Tim is to go in there and bounce around and roll around on him and hug him and stuff. Talk to him. Tell him we're going to eat.
(Sometimes he goes back to bed after lunch again and sleeps some more. It's pretty hilarious.)
Finally he had him awake. He came skipping out to the family room cheering, "He's getting dressed!"
b.g. won! Tim was up, and dressed, and helped him with a video game.
Anyway, it was a great morning making cookies with kids I love. love you all so, Grandma, aka MOM