Greg, Erin, Car and Quincey

I know,  Its basically February.  But Christmas posts are still cool right? :)  Hey,  I said I was in a rut remember?

So on Christmas Eve,  after we tortured our son with ole saint nick,  we rewarded him with a train ride.  He marched up and purchased his ticket,  and aboard he went.  He was the only passenger of the little train, riding all the way back in the caboose.  But a happy little passenger he was.  I thought he might try to stand up and check out his view,  but he just sat there grinning and kicking his those little leggies of his.

Then we went to visit Granny for a Christmas dinner.  Quin was mesmerized.  Couldn't quite take her eyes off of dear old Gran.

That night we celebrated by having a gingerbread contest.  Not all participants are pictured below,  but I think you can guess who won.  Just look at that beauty.  To bad I look like a double chined hunchback.  Its cool.  (Thanks Abbie for the help with the fence.  Thats what put it over the top I think.  Better luck next year.  haha)