This Christmas is a pretty special time for our family. It's Avery's first one, and it marks a whole new era of festive celebrations for us. It's been so much fun to think about what to get him, enjoy wrapping presents and getting excited to share our traditions with him. Mind you, he has no idea what is going on, and will be more amused by the wrapping paper than by the presents, that's for sure. It will be a few years before he really gets what Christmas is supposed to be about, but knowing that each year we'll get to make our own celebrations as a family is really excellent.
More importantly, he met Santa this year. As you can see, they aren't exactly friends. This is the look of panic (heading towards meltdown) that rightly occurred when we dumped him on a brightly dressed, beard-laden, overly jolly, strange man's lap. I laughed so hard at his confusion. Probably not my most sympathetic mother moment, but heck, it was pretty funny.
I hope this finds you all celebrating with your family, friends, loved ones (or the people who make you least unhappy, whoever they may be). May your hangovers be gentle and your stomachs uncomfortably full.
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