While Michael napped with his elephant (Christmas present from Aunt Allison), I got out Melissa's sponge paints, paint brush, and paint paper (presents from Grandmommy) and settled her at her little table and chairs (presents from Aunt Gail) for her first painting experience. Melissa loved the paints and was remarkably neat for a child of her age. She was not so enthusiastic, however, about the plastic bag smock she had to wear and kept trying to remove it.
On a not so positive note, our big cardboard box is still missing. I spent a lot of time on hold with the airline today to find out that no updates on the box have been added since the initial report. Since 95% of missing baggage is returned within 24 hours, prospects are beginning to look grim for the return of our box. If no updates are made this weekend, we will be entitled to compensation. I don't want compensation! I want our box back! During unpacking, I realized that in addition to the many nice Christmas presents, that box also contained our baby books as well as our latest developed photos and negatives. How they could have lost that box is beyond me: our name and address were very, very securely affixed to it.
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