He finally got the hang of unwrapping gifts this time. 
And thought he was quite big in his great-grandmother's rocking chair that he can now get in and out of by himself.
The funniest part was Warner's reaction to Cameron. She's definitely the biggest dog he's ever seen, and he's never sure what to think of her.
But by the end of the weekend he was quite confident around her.
Warner woke up to a pile of toys on Christmas morning. 
We weren't sure what kind of reaction he'd have. He looked at the toys, then went straight for the basketball and put it in the hoop. Pretty funny. The basketball goal and popcorn popper are so far his favorite gifts.
He also likes his new Jack in the Box, but we have to turn it for him. Thankfully he's not freaked out by the clown that pops up - I must admit, I'm a little spooked by it.
We opened gifts, ate breakfast, and played until my parents and Kevin's parents arrived around noon. 
Warner opened more gifts (noticing a theme here?), then took a big nap. That evening I cooked dinner for my parents and Justin. We made a turkey (our first attempt) and it turned out really good! This might become a tradition. 
Whew. It's been an eventful week. Warner and I drove to Muncie last Tuesday. We hit freezing rain 2 hours into the trip, which turned the roads into a solid sheet of ice. I drove the rest of the way with a death-grip on the steering wheel while listening to Warner whine/cry/yell in hopes of getting out of his car seat. It took us 2 1/2 hours to drive 35 miles. I finally gave Warner a whole bag of Goldfish Crackers to quiet him (it worked) and he stuffed himself silly. He's still finding Goldfish in his car seat nearly a week later, which he thinks is really neat.
He enjoyed the family as usual. Here he is helping make cookies at Aunt Kathy's house.
And sitting on his pile of presents with Emme on Christmas Eve.
Kevin had to work Christmas Eve so we drove back home late that night to spend Christmas morning together as a family.
He gets to sit on their lap for dinner, refuse pants after a diaper change, and generally be rotten when they're around. Exactly what grandparents are for.
Abby once told Linda: "Nanny, I love spending time with you. You let me do whatever I want". I'm sure Warner will say the same thing one day.
Sunday night we went to Abby and Ashley's Christmas production at their church in Lexington. The girls did so well singing and dancing.
Warner didn't want to leave Aunt Leslie's house that night. She always has "little kid" toys for him to play with along with Abby and Ashley's toys. The girls certainly love him.
and upside down.
I'm not sure why, but Warner has been doing this latest trick for a few weeks now. It must be neat to see everything from this angle.
However, once he got to Santa's lap, the fun was over.
It was much safer to observe Santa from a distance ...
Maybe next year.
Drinks in the Walnut Room at Fields/Macy's (we were going to do lunch but the wait was 3 hours. Yikes!):
Shopping, shopping, and more shopping (all of the streets and stores were so pretty, decorated for Christmas!):
And dinner at one of MaNell's favorite restaurants.
Meanwhile, Warner spent the weekend testing Kevin's patience. He refused to eat anything other than graham crackers and/or macaroni and cheese, threw multiple fits, woke at 6am each morning, and generally wore my poor husband out. Looks like I won't be enjoying another "Mom's weekend away" again any time soon.
We visited my Grandma Holbert at her nursing home on Tuesday. It was the first time Warner met his great-Grandma. Unfortunately she has dementia so she didn't remember me, my mom, or my dad (her son). But we were thankful for the opportunity to visit her.
My Mom and Aunt Kathy happy in the kitchen. 
My Dad and Warner playing after dinner.
MaNell and I on Thanksgiving. She dyed my hair that day. I'm a brunette! Ha!
Melanie and Katie doing their "best cousins" picture. Whatever.
Warner playing with his cousins, Nanny, and Grammie at Aunt Leslie's house.
