Stomach flu on Christmas eve! It was so sad.
We let her stay downstairs with us. This is my nephew feeding tinsel to Charlie before we stopped him.
Santa is coming!! (My Dad, who actually owns his own Santa suit and does this every Christmas.)
He's here!
Trying to stand up without getting sick. She said, "If Santa touches my head, I know I will get all better." It worked--she got sick for the last time right before we took this picture.
R and her Granddad are on the same wavelength sometimes. This is in front of the Albuquerque Museum of Art and History. My Dad is so knowledgeable and widely curious. His historian's mind is constantly observing and sifting through and comparing. It must be a lot of fun to be him and live inside that mind. It's certainly fun to be around him. Going through a museum with him is quite an experience.
This is part of "La Jornada," a bronze installation in front of the museum that celebrates the early colonists.
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