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Thanksgiving, like so many holidays, passed in a blur of food and family and travel. I feel like I barely had a minute to enjoy any of it, but that's the way it always goes--no time to sit back and watch as we try to cram everything into a few days. It's probably been that way all along, but I was too young to notice.
I took Evan to visit Santa on Sunday, and that made him the happiest kid in town. I honestly thought his face was going to crack he was smiling so much. Ev had been building up to the visit for several days, planning what to say and what he wanted to ask for. He even got to hug the big guy, so he was pretty thrilled about that. On the way out to the car, he kept saying, "I'm so happy I got to see Santa! He makes me feel so happy!" It's really magical to see Ev this excited about something, so into the whole holiday thing. Every year it's been a little more, but this year it's the big time. He believes, and he can't wait for Christmas.
Grady can't stop laughing lately, which has been loads of fun. Everything is hilarious. Chasing Evan around? So funny. Daddy saying "oop"? Hysterical. A book on Mommy's head? A comedy gold mine. He's definitely easy to entertain, and you can't help but laugh too when he sits there cracking up. I'll have to get some video of it and share the joy.
Posted by jenny at November 26, 2007 10:16 PM | TrackBack