Well, you survived your first Christmas and accomplished most of the requisite things babies are supposed to do on their first Christmas. We had our first visit to Santa. Not only once, but twice. It took two tries to get a decent Santa picture. Two tries, and I still forgot to put socks and shoes on you.
I don't know who was more embarrassed at the mall. Me or the other moms waiting in line with their kids, for me. Since then, you haven't left the house without shoes and socks. Grandma Kathy must have picked up on this too. For Christmas she gave you about a dozen pairs of socks. Coincidence, or not?
Oh we went twice too. At least you got a picture without your child screaming his bloody head off in fear.
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