christmas eve!

Olly just loves the stocking his Great-Grandma made for him. He just stares at it and smiles. And of course, when it comes to presents, he is like any other kid: he goes right for the gold! He hasn't actually opened anything yet, and I am excited to see how into it he is.

Also, uncle Alex came up to Cleveland to see us for Christmas. Olly wasn't quite sure what to make of him at first. He screamed bloody murder when Alex first came in. I blame it on the fact that other than my dad, no one taller than 5'11" (and that is being extremely generous, Tom!) has been in the house in quite awhile. Olly warmed up to him by the end of the evening, and I think we will be all smiles tomorrow morning--for all the toys, if nothing else.

Merry Christmas everyone!