A Christmas Story

Once upon a time, there lived a baby and a puppy.  They got along very well, however, one day, something happened to change this.

The baby received an early Christmas present from his aunt Alice.  It was a puppy toy that talks and sings!  The baby loved this gift very much.

The problem was that the puppy was quite fond of the puppy toy too!  He would steal the baby’s puppy toy and take him to his bed.  He did this whenever the baby was playing outside of his pack ‘n’ play…

So ~, the baby had to spend most of his play time in his pack ‘n’ play.  He didn’t like this and he would often pretend to escape out of it with his new puppy toy.

A few days later, closer to Christmas, something wonderful happened.  The first christmas cactus flower bloomed!  This was very exciting because the baby’s mom almost killed the christmas cactus plant last month.  BUT, this was the MOST exciting thing.  The doorbell rang and the mail man left 2 large packages for the baby!

It was a baby playard!  And it was very big!

The baby liked it very much!  Now he could play with his toys and not worry about the puppy stealing his toys! 

And, he could practice walking around the sides of the fence. 

“Thank you, Abuela, Abuelo, Tia, Tio, and Jacob!  I love my Christmas present!”

And the baby had a very merry Christmas.

The End.

6 thoughts on “A Christmas Story”

  1. Awwww! Judy, that is such a cute post. The pictures are great! I have to admit…I thought this was going to be a the-dog-ate-the-kid’s-new-toy story (knowing Bentley). I’m glad it had a happy (and surprising) ending. 🙂

  2. wow, such a nice story! I’m wondering who is the story talking about….hmmm…..anyway, it seems life is interesting with a little boy and some pets around the house. Make sure your write the “happenings” somewhere for future references 😉
    Hope you guys have a wonderful Christmas filled with joy. We’ll see you at GYC!

  3. i miss baby. i know you know that i do. i look at these pics and its all different for me now.albie has the pic of him with the hat and puppy in his mouth. i miss baby. ok i’ll stop before jensa calls me creepy again. (shhhhhh…)

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