Daddy's family came over for dinner and Mommy had made red potato mash, crabcakes, cornbread turkey and chocolate fondue for dinner, and stollen as little gifts. Sitting with the adults at the dinner table in his Ikea high chair, the little rascal chomped away on his turkey breasts.
Ignatius had tonnes of fun playing with his guests, as well as with his X'mas present from Uncle Ken. Fisherprice Lil' Movers Schoolbus. He loves the Little People, as well as the wheels on the bus. Guess Daddy & Mommy will be buying more of these!
*place holder* We'll see if we can get the pictures from Auntie Yee Ling.
On X'mas day itself, Mommy's family came over for dinner. The main course for today was beef prime ribs, and done too rare for little Iggy to eat. Hence, he polished off 2 slices of wholemeal bread.
Ignatius' teenage uncles and aunties came over as well. As the television was at Iggy's playarea, where his toys were, his uncles and aunties swarmed his "territory". This is the first time Daddy witnessed Iggy's territorial instincts. Iggy walked over and whined when he saw his area invaded. He walked away, softly crying, and walked back again, and whined when he saw them, and walked away, crying. This went on for several rounds before we adults caught on and shoo-ed the teens away from his playmat. Iggy then happily reclaimed his area, collapsed down on his ABC mat and hoarded his toys. Possessive!
*place holder* we'll see if we can get the pictures from Aunty Mabelene.
On Boxing Day, we went over to the Verbum Dei Missionaries for dinner. Ignatius had tonnes of attention from the mommies-to-be as well as the sisters. Sister Sandra let him have sips of Punch from her cup, and the little rascal polished off a whole slice of watermelon...right after his meal of porridge. He's starting to eat like an adult.
