blogged about that at the time. But of course my early shopping did not account for closer-to-Christmas requests from Dorothy. I could not have predicted that the item she would get her heart most set on receiving from Santa Claus was a shark hat and mitten set that matches those owned by her little preschool crush. I had to e-mail the boy's mother to ask where she'd gotten them, then get myself to the Gap in the midst of all our move craziness to secure the hat. Fortunately, the store did have exactly two hats left when I got there--one in Dorothy's size and one in Worth's, so of course I bought them both. If I'm buying my daughter a shark hat from the boys' department, why not also purchase one for my son? Dorothy was extremely happy with her her new shark gear and has mentioned several times how she and her little friend will now have matching hats on the playground. I'm totally charmed that 4-year-old love is taking the form of identical fleece hats in the form of marine predators. I'm also totally into the hats myself--they are so unexpected on both my pink-clad daughter and my rosy-cheeked baby. The kids kept getting pawed at and cooed over by strangers at Costco today. Who knew that shark hats could be such a thing?
This picture is being included just because I love it. It's Dorothy expressing her love for her newly-unwrapped skunk toy. I bought a bag of seemingly new (with tag) Beanie Babies at the thrift store for about a dollar, then parceled them out to the kids and wrapped them individually from Santa. Dorothy loves stuffed animals that are about that size and heft, and I like toys that don't fall apart in the washing machine. (Beanies wash pretty well, in my experience.) She told my mother that her skunk and owl toys were her favorite Christmas gifts. Not a bad second life for those erstwhile "collectors' items."
I'll post more house photos soon! I'm probably going to spend the rest of the winter on befores and afters, kind of like the camper, but first I just need to get more boxes unpacked. A planned trip to IKEA later this week should help me with some needed storage; right now I'm a bit stymied by not having the right places to put the things I'm unpacking.