We have been celebrating the classic way here: climbing trees in the bamboo park,
playing Magikus
and resting in the dryer.
I made a delicious dinner of blini stuffed with roast beef and veggies,
we played rock band,
and told the traditional story of how Evil Keneval the Wise Man jumped his horse over a stable in Bethlehem, signalling to all mankind that the stegosaurus hatched inside would one day redeem the world.
ISO 100, F3.5, 10 minute exposures. 
It has been freezing cold at home, but just a few hours south and we had the windows open, enjoying the warm and salty air.
The ocean was so beautiful Case immediately started to peel his pants off to swim. Sorry buddy, too cold for that.
We stayed late, digging holes and finding shells. When it was too dark to see, we went to Old Bay Steamers and stuffed ourselves with seafood.
It is amazing to me that our funny little sheltered spectrum boy still has absorbed enough pop culture to know that you should give Santa-man a hug.
It might be that he likes beards though.
This morning we took another seasonal trip to Bass Pro, where have games and activities for kids, and print up free pictures of your kid with Santa. I thanked them for their kindness by spending lots of money.
In the toy section I saw a small plastic toy truck, with a couple kayaks, tiny fishing gear, and a hound dog, all parked in a cardboard diorama picturing mountains and a lake. Very Alabama. I can not help but wonder if there is similar but opposite-world toy in Seattle with a Prius accessorized with tiny Starbucks cups and a boutique dog parked in front of a Whole Foods.
He promises this honor will not go to his head, even if he does happen get his picture on the library bulletin board as well.
