Dorothy received several gifts for Christmas which she likes very much. This bone, for instance:
And she loved her new kong tennis ball toy given to her by her southern aunt and uncle and cousins:
In fact, this one she loves a little too much, according to me, since she is now constantly demanding that I hold one end of it while she tugs, or that I listen to how loudly she can make it squeak.
But even more than the gifts, Dorothy liked the busy-ness of her days spent at her Auntie's. She liked having five kids to play with. Five! She liked joining them down in the basement for a bit of roughhousing and soccer. She liked knocking Josie over and giving her kisses (you might not be able to tell, but that is Josie lying supine beneath):
Dorothy liked the wrapping paper, and she liked to watch people unwrap gifts:
Here Dorothy is making sure that a certain box that Josie had just discarded didn't contain something for her:
Dorothy especially liked spending four consecutive days with her dad! It just doesn't get any better than that. And more good news: she was an angel in the car both ways. I'm thinking next time we won't even need her carsickness meds....