Merry Christmas

Yes, that's right, it's Christmas Morning. Elliot woke up in a delightful mood, and I got him some milk, at his request ("Maa!"). Then I herded him into the living room and gave him his stocking, which he really couldn't be bothered with because he was thirsty, and such matters are more important than some silly sock. Finally, after I pulled out a present to show him it was indeed a cool sock, he multi-tasked; doing his morning yoga, checking out the tree, and hydrating.


We finally got to the tree, and he selected a present, and opened it. Much "Woo!" and "OOoooh" ensued.

Finally, with presents unwrapped and puppy out of the way with a new squeeky toy, Elliot went to the closet, got my purse, and happily settled in at the table to play with the zipper.

Merry Christmas.