Someone must have been cold - so they put this blanket on me.
I've learned that Christmas also means food.
Here I am enjoying some pomegranate seeds.
More food, this time at my Children's Table with my cousin, Gavin.
And, of course, lots of presents - not all mine though.
This one WAS mine. Mommy helped me open it -
it being Thomas the Tank Engine.
Did I mention the food? Who doesn't like Wonderful Halos?
Yum - better than a Cutie.
I have a card for someone on Christmas Eve. It's nice to give too.
Oh, dear. I don't do this too often, but sometimes
you just have to be genuine and let it all hang out.
It didn't work as I recall.
One of my favorite things was to sit on Grandpa's lap, and we
would open the next Advent Calendar window on his computer.
See you real soon.