Happy New Year

Go Ducks!

Yes, we are lame. We brought in the New Year in bed. Marco and I have colds and Alessandro had to work this morning at 6:30.

Christmas was great. Marco had the best time. He passed out presents both on Christmas Eve and Christmas morning. He would very generously bring you your gift and then "help" you open it.

On Christmas morning he sort of woke up and then slumped back down into bed. I said "Merry Christmas" and well, have you seen the scene in Pulp Fiction where they give the shot of adrenaline? It was kind of like that. He immediately bolted up and slithered off the bed to go see if Santa had come. Santa had come and brought him the coveted Optimus Prime. Which took the adults approximately 8 hours to successfully change into a truck. Alessandro says Marco now just has a truck.

Marco had a great time with grandparents, aunts, uncles, and dogs. I barely saw him on Christmas, which was a gift in itself :-) I kept hearing things like "Come on, Uncle ___fill in the blank___. Let's play."

We had the fortune and misfortune of experiencing a bit of snow. The unfortunate aspect was that we were across town when it started and while it had taken it 30 minutes to get to that location, it took us 4 hours to return home. Over two hours were spent within 5 miles of home. The fun part was playing in the snow the next morning. It was starting to melt, so perfect for making snowballs.

The morning we left, Marco cried for 10 minutes because he didn't want to come home. He wanted to stay in Portland. On the plane, he cried prior to landing because he didn't want to land.