
Later on he started telling me, "The little boy needed help but his friends ran away."
I asked him, "what little boy? What was wrong with the little boy?"
"His tongue was stuck to the pole and he needed help."
Awesome! A new tradition is christened.
Here are some other Christmas pics. We had a great Christmas Eve at Nana's, a yummy breakfast at home with Jen and Nana on Christmas morning, and Christmas Day in Gilroy.
Uncle Mike was in town and got to meet Lucy.





Trying out some new train tracks that Santa brought

On the ride to Gilroy we took a PB&J sandwich to go. This is what he looked like about 20 minutes into the ride. It's hard to see the peanut butter smeared from ear to ear...




I think we need a bigger couch...
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