Thursday, December 30, 2010

Peake Family Christmas

Hardly seems necessary to document PFC when Gillian's already done it so well.

Wednesday, December 29, 2010

Rocking Horse

In my grandparents basement is a rocking horse that is been around for a long time.  My Dad and his siblings and cousins played on it when they were kids.  My brother and I, and our cousins, played on it when we were kids.

When we went to Saskatchewan last summer, Maklin sat on the rocking horse for the first time.

At Christmas, he was a bit more stable and this time rode it on his own.  I wish I would have had the video camera with me.  As soon as he sat on it, he started rocking like crazy.  He loved it.

And it doesn't even have batteries ...

Christmas Break

We had a very relaxing Holiday -- even with travelling.

Christmas Day with Justin's parents ... mmmm turkey.

Chillin' with Grandpa

Mak still doesn't really 'get' presents, but he enjoyed digging through his stocking!

After Christmas Dinner, we packed up and drove as far as Calgary, spending the night in a hotel.  Boxing Day morning we had breakfast in bed - as was requested by the birthday boy.
Happy Birthday Daddy!
Christmas in Saskatchewan great.  Lots of visiting with family, lots of walking in the gorgeous winter weather, and lots of games.  Maklin had a rough transition the first night, but settled in nicely (thanks Grandma Annette for putting us up!!).

Maklin opened more presents - still not getting it.  Opening this box took forever as he took the paper off all the way through in these teeny-tiny pieces.  But then was very excited that under all that paper was a BOX to sit on!!!

Friday, December 10, 2010

Kitchen Aid

Maklin endeavors to 'help out' in the kitchen in any way possible, like ...


and Cleaning:

Wednesday, December 1, 2010

I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus ...

Today my Mom's group met at WEM (for those of you out-of-towners, that's West Edmonton Mall) so that we could get the kids' pictures taken with Santa.

For most - it went better than expected:  confused looks followed by big smiles for the jingling teddy bear the photographer was shaking.

For Maklin - yikes.  It may have been because Maklin and I were the last to go and he was just getting ansy with waiting in line ... I was having to distract him pretty actively by the time it was our turn.  Or, it may have just been Santa-anxiety.  As we walked toward him he started stiffening up.  When I went to sit him down in Santa's lap - he LOST it.  Stiff as a board, fighting to get away, screaming, big tears.  It wasn't going to happen.

Hence, the Santa, Mama, Maklin picture (Santa offered for me to sit on his lap, but I respectfully declined!)

They DO understand more than you think.  Justin doesn't want us to actively lead Maklin to believing in Santa.  Poor kid is traumatized already!