Your very first Christmas came when you were 9 weeks old. We spent Christmas Eve over at Tata’s house for dinner and presents. Then Christmas Day we went over to your Grandaddy and Granny’s house. Your Aunt Heather and Uncle Stu came into town from Key West, where they were living at the time. You got lots of presents- some toys, clothes and even money! Mommy went the day after Christmas to the bank to open you your very own savings account. We made the mistake of stopping at Kobe’s for dinner on our way home Christmas night from G&G Edwards. After such a long day you were just very restless and ready to be home in bed. You cried when the chef got there and didn’t stop until Mommy took you outside and rocked you for 20 minutes. I ended up eating with you in my arms and taking the rest to go.That has been probably your worst restaurant trip yet.
Christmas Eve
You passed out smiles
We were all perverted and made fun of your fuzzy balls
You got sleepy
You got held A LOT
Christmas Day
We took family pics
Notice you started out in blue- Granny had to do a wardrobe change
Untie’ Heather’s “scared” face
Grandaddy took you outside
You slept
….and more family pics
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