Abe's feast...

This is our youngest, Abe. He is 5. And he is a nut! Just a lot of fun to be around. He usually is found vocalizing his own soundtrack- da da da daaaaaduuuuh- ala spidey or superman, as he is running around the house, practicing his slick moves. He loves dinosaurs and cars and isn't too much of a purest to play with them seperately- he has been known to set up many a godzilla scene with the cars and the dinos. He loves the gingerbread men on the tree, but prefers them in his tummy. He takes special delight in amputating one limb at a time. He is a ball of energy. And he is getting bigger every day. sniff.

Abe's feast was false started several times because he was just so excited. He kept lining the kids up only to realize he hadn't set the table yet... or fixed his appetizer... or set out the gifts...You get the picture. I'd have to reign him back in. Just like a 5 year old. He had lunch at the mexican restaurant where they rolled their silverware up in the napkin- he thought that was grand! We always just plunk the napkin down on the plate. So, he very carefully wound up his napkins around the silverware for his feast! He had scrambled eggs rolled up in tortillas for his appetizer. He had orange juice to drink. Abe's main dish was fettucini alfredo and chicken fingers. His dessert was orange creamsicles. He had these little sticky plastic bugs that, "stick to the window!" He must have said that all seven times-at the top of his lungs- when the other kids would come into the kitchen and wouldn't you know it? Every one of the boys had to try it out. The girls took his word for it. There is a difference between boys and girls.