He Makes Me Feel Okay

This lil' guy made my Christmas morning.  Still a little young to get the whole Christmas thing (him, not me) but old enough to get the tearing of the gift wrap.  He liked the little bus inside with the people you can pull out and put back in.  After he tasted and chewed every one.  And, of course, the larger boxes had their own playful magic. 

And what could be better for a Christmas breakfast than Cheerios?  Followed up with pancakes that daddy made.  And sausage.  Oh, and a bit of sweets.



If you've lost that loving feeling for Christmas, may I suggest finding a child to spend the morning with next year?  It's pretty grand.