This is PK's "cape". It's actually a sleep sack from when he was a baby... Lots of trips up and down the hall!
We spend as many meals as he can finagle eating at his little table in the kitchen that my Grandpa Reno made. I move it back to the toy room. Back out it comes.
We saw Santa. And this guy (the shyest little thing). Sat on his lap! Smiled! AND talked to him!
All the cousins (plus the baby in the tummy :))
Out driving his gator on a warm Sunday
Everybody in their spots!
His guys get prime treatment around here.
Sitting on Santa's lap again at Grandma Jean and Papa Chuck's house for our 1st Christmas of the year.
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