
Second Christmas in Connecticut, trying to destroy grandpa's trains

A new doggy (christened Hat Puppy) from Lola, to join Tuffy.

It doesn't matter how many generations you've been opening toys for, that parent-proof wrapping is still a pain in the tush.

When I was little, there were Legos. Now there are duplos, and quattros and legos on trucks rather than trucks made of legos.

Christmas dinner...ham was a bit late.

Getting ready to go to mass.

Dada!

Loving the bear from Aunt Sarah!

...and Thomas trains! Thank you!

Surveying the Santa loot! Check out the NY Yankees World Series champs prezzies from Great Uncle Dan. The matching long-sleeved T's are sweet.
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