It seems that "Uncle Harry" and Daddy had a little Captain in them when they cut down our Christmas tree. Even though it was cold, we got our tree, checked out the horses and got a horse-drawn carriage ride. Oh, yes, I also saw "Santa Claus," but I hated him and cried. Check out the picture of my silly Aunties, too.
Surprise! Papa threw Nana a big surprise 60th birthday party. It was such fun, I got to play with her new golf cart, play with all my family,and feed baby Ryan!
Gobble, gobble, gobble. Well, I spit out my turkey, cranberry & oranges, and potatoes, but I LOVED pie (thanks to my Godparents). Mama got to relax (with wine) and I also got to hold my baby cousin Ryan--he's only 1 month old. I might have given my old swing a try, too.
Yep, it's true. That's all my doing...the newspaper is supposed to be strewn all over the floor, not piled neatly like Mama tried to do four times that morning.
I'm such a big boy that I'd much rather climb up into my highchair rather than sit in it--even when I'm supposed to be eating my meals. Oh, well. Get used to it, Mama.
Go Saints, Go Saints! I went to a Siena basketball game (Daddy's alma mater) with Mommy, Daddy, Dar-Dar and Johnny Baseball. Then we went to their old hang out--Juniors! Apparently the game was a big upset, Daddy and Johnny Baseball kept saying.