Jolie learning how to sit.

 Playing a classic with Grandma P after Thanksgiving dinner.

 Dad wiped out after working Black Friday and Saturday.

 Our elf, George.  He flies to the North Pole every night when we go to sleep, and tells Santa if the girls were good or bad that day.  He sits in a different place each time he comes back.  We have to find him every morning.  Santa told him he couldn't talk to us, but we talk to him.  M and L think he is so cool.

 All the kids in the car.

Watching the trash man.