
A Very Merry Christmas (Eve)
Family Christmas 2012.
Within two minutes of arriving at my sister’s place I was getting crawled all over by a puggle and a four year old.
What, don’t you dress as a fireman doctor pirate for Christmas?
Dylan can now read his name. Which means he could find which Christmas presents were for him.
“Do i get one more?” Dylan, after every present he opened.
I cried when Dylan carried around the world map I gave him (so my sister can show him wherever I am) and kept asking questions and making me hold it open for him. I laughed when he said “I’m from here,” and pointed to Libya.