We made a stop in Cincinnati for a short Christmas evening, then spent Christmas morning in Atlanta. Nick was upset Santa would miss him and that he's been bad. Not so much, as he made out pretty well with gifts (although he's probably cashing in more from the Tooth Fairy). He received an electronic/remote Lego train set, which he tore apart moments after I finished building it, and connected the electronic motor to his own train. Grandmama built a Gnome.
I chuckle at the difference in personality of the boys. I ask, "Are you being good"? Seth simply says, "Yes," and generally ignores me. Thatcher cries out yes and runs to me for a hug of forgiveness, likely having done nothing wrong. And then there's Nick who says, "I'm trying, at least."
Most of the time was spent with the boys playing Minecraft, either on the xBox or their tablet devices. This is apparently the rage with all kids this age, and ours are certainly no exception.
Pictures from Nick's birthday are here, as we celebrated a little early.
Pictures from December here.
- Jason
