When we entered the final week before Christmas Kian took leave of his daycare and was full time under the command of daddy-fresh… wooohoo: stayin up late, no discipline, snackin all day… no so fast, little man. For the next two weeks its the newer, tougher, more badass daddy who’s in charge: mommy.
But Annie was STILL busy with things even though the classes had ended and so I was trying to keep The Dude active and busy and out of trouble. Grammy and Papa Reid were in town and we had lots of family activities planned, so there was little shortage of happenings. When there was we hit the underground rail line into the city to check out the festivities. One day after Christmas we hit the zoo and I’d anticipated the animals to all be hibernating but we were amazed at the level of activity. We saw at least 6 or 7 different species of primate and Kian was really into it: monkeys are in, giraffes are out.
With the family we had a night out in the city. We caught the light rail downtown, rode the carousel, shopped, shopped some more, drank expensive boutique coffee-shop cocoa, and just tried to keep warm in the chilly night air: Christmas and the Holiday feel was definitely in the air. On Christmas Eve – you’ve already seen some of the pictures—we hit a Christmas service at St Marks where Kian caused a lot of general disturbance. Didn’t even make it midway through the service when I had to take him into the foyer and was surprised to find it full of other moms and dads with their noisy 2-year olds were major horsing around ensued. That's a just a bit of what went down.
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