Christmas Follow Up

When Baba was born, one of my father's friends sent us several dress outfits in various sizes. You see, he also has a son (a son who is my age and a good friend of mine) and they remembered how hard it is to find nice, dressy clothes for a little boys. Think about it. There are racks and racks of cute dresses and such for little girls, but the little boys clothes are usually limited to a rack, maybe two.

Anyway, long story short, he sent us an adorable suit outfit that is 24 month size (fitting into this at almost 22 months was borderline). Sadly, I don't think it will fit too much longer. There is nothing cuter than a little boy is a suit. He is going to be so adorable at little Ditty's wedding next summer!

And, we took a very nice, very us, family portrait. Christmas day was crazy! We got up - Santa had left a massive train set that takes up my entire living room - went to my parents house for brunch with my grandparents, went to Zippy's family's house, came back to my parents house. I went for a run while Zippy went to the hospital to visit his grandfather who claims he is three quarters of the way in the grave (this is an upgrade (or downgrade, depending on how you look at it) before he only had his foot or an arm in the grave, depending on the day), and had a nice, quiet evening watching Mythbusters. We have also decided that this summer at the cabin we are bringing plenty of diet Coke and Mentos.