Thursday we took Hayden to do Santa Pics. They're not too bad, although I am a perfectionist, I can't complain. He's smiling...just not at the camera.

Friday I took Annabelle to the vet. The Vet and I concluded it would be best to spay her since she ruptured a disk in her back about a year ago. Labor would be too much on her. And, to my surprise she hasn't lost any weight. Since Vader's passing we've been having to hand feed her- Poor thing -She still looks for him too. People who say dog's don't grieve are just silly.
When I picked Hayden up from daycare that day I couldn't quite figure out something on his daily log sheet. There is a new afternoon teacher, and next to snack she wrote:
1/2 bowl
Ch. Pudding
What was that suppose to mean? I didn't send anything with him that was a pudding. It took me until Saturday night to realize she had given my son Chocolate Pudding!!! See, in the back of the daycare they have a kitchen for the older kids and I guarantee you their snack that day was chocolate pudding. I'm pretty upset about it. You're not suppose to give little ones stuff like that until over a year old. Their tummys just can't process it. Needless to say I'll have to have a little talk with his daycare Wednesday after the Holidays. I know it was an honest mistake and I'm not looking to get anyone in trouble. But, Hayden could have gotten really sick - Not to mention he could have had an allergic reaction to it.
In better news...Hayden says "Momma" now. I'm so pumped, although, I haven't heard him say it yet. Craig has, Mrs. Tammy has, and even daycare. I think he thinks I'm "daddy".
Ciao!