Poor Ellie has rubbed off all of the hair on the back of her head. I stole the idea for this picture from my friend Beth's blog.
beautiful friend Emily came over to play with Ellie. Grandma is so fun and spry! We had to walk about 3 blocks from the parking garage to the Conference Center, and it did not seem to be a problem. As long as she had an arm to hold on to for balance, the rest was fine. The concert was wonderful, like always. I just had to get over my annoyance at the lady I was sitting next to. She basically talked with her daughter the entire concert. When the Choir was singing "For Unto Us A Child Is Born" from Messiah, she was singing along - loudly. My first thought at that point was that I did not pay to hear her sing. And then the irony hit me that the concert was free (although nothing is truly free, right? Not according to my favorite slogan, TANSTAAFL - There Ain't No Such Thing As A Free Lunch). The people in the rows ahead were even turning around to look. I finally shushed her, and then felt stupid (since she was waaaay older than me).
Sunday night was the Spencer's Annual Christmas Party. I look forward to it every year because we have such a good time getting together. Uncle Glenn and the boys were teasing each other, and people got some good lines in. We do a gift exchange game every year, where you can choose to pick a new present or steal someone else's present. It is interesting to see what the hot gifts are every year. For the first time ever, all of our gifts (and we got to bring, count em, THREE gifts this year) were stolen the maximum number of allowable times. That makes me feel good.
Dave and Gwen brought as one of their gifts a used roping rope. Kent was the lucky one who opened that, after one of his gifts had been stolen. Once you get a "bad" gift, you know you are stuck with it. Daniel was the lucky one with the last number (34 this year), so he got a free pick of every single present. Without hesitation, he walked right over and snagged that rope. He had patiently been waiting and eyeballing the entire time! As Greg's mom always says, he may be retarded, but he is not stupid... That was my favorite part of the night!
Ellie was a big hit, like always! Jace held her for quite a while. Rachel has watched Ellie the most for me on Monday afternoons when I go to the U, and Jace loves to monopolize Ellie when she is there. He is 12 and so responsible and good with her. You can tell that Ellie recognizes him, because she goes right to him and is content to sit and play with him. Ellie is getting old enough to start to cry when "strangers" hold her. She cried for Staci, Danette, Grandpa, and Tammy, but not for Jace!