For Christmas this year we tried something different. Just the kids. To just about everyone we mentioned this to it sounded, well, weird. But hey, we had a great time. The next generation in New York just doing what comes natural. For Teague and I this meant building a Lego race car. I found the tailfin in the backseat of the car today. Go figure.
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Mika joined us for Christmas day dinner, which means that technically this family extended from McPhearson to Baltzer to Nelson. You also get a sense of the size of that Oona belly here. Read, food coma.
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Who's happy?
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We skipped presents for each other this year and concentrated on spending quality time. This meant lots of cooking, baking, eating, and drinking. I opened a number of bottles of wine and Keren and I headed up the various meals that ranged from a Thanksgiving day repeat, to an all indian meal to super duper desserts.
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The parents did still make themselves felt with a load of wonderful gifts.
Abby immediatly tried on the fingerless, not sleeveless, gloves.
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Reading Mom's Christmas note:
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We took Teague to the
American Museum of Natural History on Christmas Eve Day. Sounds like an insane idea I know. As a former employee of AMNH, I was a little concerned about the crowds, but they weren't that bad. The combination of riding the bus and subway was definitely fun for the 4 year old Teague which we all adopted, trading on and off hourly.
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