To get warmed up for the big day, we went down to the local "Santa night" to get the obligatory picture with Santa. Elliot complied to the stereotype with crying and general horror at this big scary fat guy trying to give him candy. I really didn't mean to laugh as much as I did; I look like a heartless evil mother, but the whole event was truly comical...
When the gift giving day finally arrived, there was much merriment. Elliot got two huge presents! A bike from us and a rocking horse from Grandma and Grandpa (not to mention the hordes of other things).

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