We narrowly escaped the Great Snowpocalypse of 2009 and enjoyed a relaxing and rejuvenating week with family and friends. All in all, our annual holiday pilgrimage to the ancestral homeland was a mighty success.
Eli was very, very excited to see Santa, as you can see from the picture below. Unfortunately when it came time to actually sit on his lap he freaked out and cried, and then when we tried to take him home he cried even more. All he wanted was to stare at Santa from about five feet away while crying, which was kind of freaking everyone out.
He felt a lot better about Santa after seeing all the loot under the tree on Christmas morning. His initial reaction was to raise his hands triumphantly over his head and scream, "Yay, presents!" After that he was reduced to starting with his tongue hanging out.
He got a lot of great stuff from Santa, but here he is rocking out to some of his favorite Yo Gabba Gabba tunes with his new headphones, courtesy of Daddy.
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