A perfectly good excuse to post some cute pics of our favorite two-year-old boys: the QT (cutie—get it?) above is now Q2. Cousin Quintin turns two today. And although we couldn’t be with him on his big day, our two-year-old marked the occasion by getting a new spiffy haircut. 
Above is the face of a child who received a personalized video message from St. Nick. Here is her response, which she prefaced by stating, “Your [sic] the apple of my eye Santa! Love, Olivia K.”
What are the holidays without traditions? One of our favorites is when the kids make and decorate holiday cookies with A.J. and Maddi at their house. An essential part of this tradition is that the parents consume a vast majority of the cookies created by the kids.
Reed and his partner played beat-the-clock as they stuffed a sack full of gifts and delivered the goods to the holiday-party volunteers across the way before time ran out. And just as the Marriott corporation extended my gold-elite status for another year even though I fell a couple hotel stays short of the requisite number, those working the game were similarly charitable when granting Reed a prize even though he and his partner got to the other side after the timer had hit zeroes.
The Christmas parade rolled through town, with Mr. and Mrs. Claus serving as the grand marshals atop the bucket of a fire truck. Reed passed on the opportunity to sit on the jolly one’s lap, but he and his sister found comfort on the lap of another prominent bearded fellow.
Santa gave us an early demonstration of the fleetness he possesses when delivering gifts to children around the world on Christmas Eve. One minute he’s posing for pictures with the kid; the next he’s competing in a game of sidewalk chess.
