Little artist

Recently I have been remiss in my duties to the blog. I am afraid it is all because of Christmas coming soon. My mom and I are having quite a lot to do. Mommy keeps running around with a piece of cloth in her hand cleaning or spreading flour all around floor in kitchen. Sometimes she also throws the already baked Christmas cookies on the floor.

Poor Ája wants to help so she tried to eat the cookies - just in case somebody stepped on it and made more mess. But mommy does not sympathize with her and picks the cookies up. May be she wants to have more ammunition for next time to throw on Ája.

Besides cleaning and baking there are many other positive sides of Christmas. One of them is the light. Daddy placed small lights on the trees behind the house and my parents take me from time to time to the window so I could have a look. That is fine. I can also amuse myself with pulling on the curtains.

In the living room we have advent wreath with four candles. I like the candles burning. So does Ája so she walks around waving her tail to support the flames with some air. I just keep waiting for her tail to get on fire too…

I have been diligent before Christmas too. I keep practicing to be able to crawl for my presents under the Christmas tree (I suppose there will be tons of them as I am terribly good baby) myself. So far I manage to crawl on my knees and hands just a little and than I fell on my belly and move ahead just using my hands and arms.


Therefore I also keep developing my muscles on my arms. One of my favorite activities is to scratch on the wall behind my bed in kitchen. It sound well but my parents don’t sympathize with my musical talent and keep pulling my bed away from the wall. Today I made up one improvement. I found my dummy under one of the teddies. At first I stuck it into my mouth as usually but than it crossed my mind that I could use it as a prolonged hand. The dummy sounded wonderful and it also helped me to get among painters. Mommy found out soon and took the dummy away but I am quite curious what will daddy say to the pretty, cubist line I drew on the wall with my dummy :-)