The night before Christmas, because Santa is over-busy getting presents to the kids who truly need it, Curie spent an hour helping him (no this is not going to rhyme), like all families should help him, by filling up the stockings so that Santa wouldn’t have to do it. She took her responsibility very seriously and put fruit, cookies, and snacks into each person’s stocking, taking the time to be thoughtful listening to us about who liked which kind of snack: “Poppop loves Oreos,” so she put two packs into his stocking and so on.
Christmas morning, she woke up at 7:30 and asked to be carried to the basement to see if Santa had come. Erin made sure not to put out any presents until the morning so that it would be magical. Because Albert’s family had never really done the “big” Christmas, he didn’t really understand the importance of the big reveal until he saw the look on Curie’s face with all the wonder and magic that you presume in a Christmas television special. Elia’s own wonderment fed off of Curie’s excitement. The magic of the moment (intentionally not captured on film so that we could experience our children’s reaction without having to see it through a view finder) was worth the trouble. And what Albert realized was that magic and the actual opening of the gifts were more important to Curie than any toy that she actually received.
This month, was all about the anticipation of Christmas for Curie, learning to sing “Rudolph,” then watching it, pointing out trees decorated with lights, and insisting on colored lights (for the first time for us) because she didn’t like white lights for decorations. Curie took it upon herself to turn on and off the Christmas tree lights every day as her responsibility.
On Elia’s birthday, Curie was so excited for her, however she did feel a little jealous of the attention and wanted to open a few presents of her own. Fortunately we did get her a little present of her own, and Elia was generous in letting Curie “help” her open her presents.
One of Curie’s “best friends in the whole wide world,” Bella turned 13 this year and babysat (with her parents) Curie and Elia this month giving us one of the first date nights since Elia was born to see Spectre in the theater. It was weird, but they had a great time. Bella also babysat the kids to let us see Star Wars on opening weekend (Erin is obsessed with Rey, BTW). In any case, on Christmas Eve, we saw it again at the Udvar Hazy Smithsonian Air and Space Museum in IMAX 3D on the 6 story screen with Erin’s family. We did it in two shifts so that we took care of the kids. While there, Curie was amazed by the space shuttle Discovery, reportedly commenting on how big the wings were. She even corrected her aunt Julie’s choice of “space man” with “astronaut.” After the movie, we went to the gift shop and Curie gravitated toward a plastic model of the Discovery. She said to Albert, “this is so cool,” and though she played around with many toys, she kept coming back to the model; four times. So we bought it for her. When your daughter expresses an interest in space and math, you just buy it right?
At home we ended up watching episodes 4, 5, and 6 (boycotting Episode 1 and subsequently its brethren after a few minutes of watching it). While we were watching them, we were eating snacks and Curie was eating the Cheez-Its. Erin’s mother loves Cheez-Its and asks us not to buy them because she will eat a whole box in one sitting. So Erin’s mother decides that she wants some Cheez-Its, and asks Curie for the box. Curie, who had stopped eating them at that point looks around the room. We thought she was looking for the box. Instead she says, in perfect timing, “where is my light saber?” And proceeds to find it, open it and protect the box from Erin’s mother. Best line of the night for us.
Other things in passing: we discovered the reason that Curie doesn’t like grape flavored candy even though Curie’s favorite color is purple. She was able to tell us that it was because it tastes like the medicine we give her when she has fevers, which is grape-flavored. This is remarkable because you usually are too young to remember the association and only know that you don’t like it, much less articulate it. Another thing is that she has begun telling Albert that his belly looks like he is having a baby, and tells him he should exercise (BTW “daddy’s big tummy” is a phrase from Peppa Pig used as a secret password in an episode and now used instead of “please” when you say “what do you say?” When she asks for something). Not only that, she then says, “you should play racquetball with Uncle David,” matter-of-factly. And yes Albert could stand to lose a few pounds.
The remarkable part, outside of outing Albert’s lack of fitness, is that the following morning when Curie had woken half-asleep and crying that Albert was able to recount her conversation with him about his big tummy and in a rational discussion, was able to instantly calm down to where she told explained to Erin that Albert needed to go play racquetball to exercise because he looked like he was having a baby instead of what you might expect: not remembering the conversation at all, being emotional and wailing that Daddy shouldn’t go. She is at an age where she throws micro tantrums and whines when she wants something, but there is also a very rational young lady in there that is learning and testing and discovering. We will only know that we did it right when we are 80 (okay Erin will be 80, Albert may never know) but just that glimpse of her rational self makes us hopeful.
BTW there are two versions of the collage for December. One used in the grandparents’ photobooks because they were made early in the month and this one.
Oh, and the head tilt is one of the poses that she learned from the photographer at school after which she showed Erin how to pose for pictures.