Happy New Year!

Here's our own little Mummer:

One of Becca's gifts was a roll of princess pictures to color. The problem? She's dying to see all the princesses, all at once.

I stripped Rebecca's bed the other day, and left her alone to go start the load. She was playing so well by herself I was thrilled, but even more surprised to find this on her pillow when I went to put the sheets back on. I think we have a little artist in the family (or a little OCD organizer--notice they go light to dark).

There's been a LOT of flying around here.

And reading our "Rebecca's Second Year" book. Here she is, reenacting the kitty milk. She even HAD to have it in the same place as the original pictures.

Saturday morning we went to the aquarium to see the holiday decorations before they came down.

Rebecca would not go near the cardboard cut-out of Bumble,

so I could not have been more surprised to see her give the big guy a high five after he lit up the Christmas tree.

Here's Santa, right before the hammerhead shark buzzed his head. Yikes!

And Rebecca and Daddy with Rudolph.

Thanks to some free tickets one of our play-group friends scored, we spent Sunday morning at Disney on Ice. Rebecca loves her souvenir wings, though they were more than a little annoying for Dad, since she spent most of the show on his lap.

She knew just when to clap.

And had been wearing the wings ever since.