What Santa brought the baby

My niece, Kiersi, is not-quite-two and is the cutest baby in the whole world. She just is, and I do not respond to challenges on this subject. Just shut up if you think you know a cuter one.

Anyway, Kiersi got lots of clothes for Christmas, and unlike Dayden (see below), she loved all of them. Like a true woman, when she opened up a pair of shoes, she immediately plopped to the floor and wrenched her other shoes from her feet. When she opened up a striped cardigan sweater, she took it right over to Nanny and held her arms out to be inserted in the sleeves.

Meelyn and Aisling were always like this, too. It was always fun to buy them anything for Christmas or birthdays because they seemed to enjoy toys and clothes equally well.

Kiersi, who went through a stage when she would not allow anyone to touch her hair, is now in a stage when, every time I see her, her honey-colored hair is done up in fantastical arrangements of ponytails and barrettes. I loved those days with Mee and Aisli, when they'd let me fiddle with their hair, tying in little ribbons and the like. Now they still want me to fiddle with their hair, but I'm much less skilled at French braiding and the latest Vanessa Hudgens 'do that I was at curly sprig-tails.

I strongly suspect that my sister-in-law is deeply enjoying having a little girl after two boys, although I've never heard her say it. Angie can totally appreciate Kayte's love of PINK.