Hauling out the holly

The past week has been dreary and just downright ugly around here. Yesterday morning a thick fog settled in and stayed all day, and behind it came winter.  It looks like all of those unseasonably warm, sunny days are behind us. 

Looks like it's time to break out the Christmas cheer.

Nora embraced the holidays by taking her first steps in the direction of the Christmas tree.  Several times a day, she points to it and "eh-eh-eh"s in the direction of it so we'll carry her over and let her pull off the breakable ornaments normally out of her reach.  We put the non-breakable, hookless ornaments on the bottom and let her play with them.  She thinks this is pretty awesome and spends time every day pulling them off, chewing on them, and leaving them on the floor for the dog to munch on later.

On her list for Santa this year: Mommy's cell phone, unrestricted access to Zadie's toy corner and everything in it, and a year's supply of blueberries.

"Eat this one, Zadie. It's sparkly."

Zadie: "Nora, if you put your paws up here and look out,
you can see all the dogs and peoples walking by
and bark at them so they will not attack our house."
Nora: "Sounds good. Want to lick my face?"

Big stuff. She is fairly steady standing,
but still just takes a few steps at a time on her own.