Boing! Boing!

Actually, since this was taken, I had to have the settings on this adjusted because I have grown so much. Some of my clothes are for 9 month year olds, and I am only 5 months. Take that, infants! Speaking of that... the usual let-down for my 5 month birthday. However, I was impressed by this mysterious Scandinavian "saint" that drives a reindeer car, chock full of goodies for those of us who made the "nice list." I am sure I am on the VIP list at his uber-chic ice-club, The Workshop, at the North Pole. I'll probably never know because Daddy says that I can't travel by sleigh until I am at least three. Mean ol' Daddy.