Maxx took an immediate liking to the Nativity set again this year.  I had to scold him several times for taking the nice set off the window sill and playing with it with his action figures.

Then one day I walked into the living room to find this.  Apparently he thought Baby Jesus needed a bodyguard.

Here are the kids hanging their socks by the new fireplace.  I was hoping to get a photo of Ziggy enjoying it but ummm... well, it has a thermostat and turns itself on and off so one day he was lying there enjoying the residual warmth when it came back on.  Now getting him to relax near it is hard.  He looks at me as if to say  "No way, Crazy Lady.  I'll just get nicely to sleep and it will make that big 'FWOOFH!" noise with the flames and everything.  It might eat me."

He likes his new squeaky bone, though.















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