Grasshopper just never could quite belive that our pillow fish were not real. She kept showing us her finger where the fish had taken a nip. I'm sure she was hoping we'd give her a coveted "bambage" for her finger. The fish spent most of the holiday put away in the closet.
All the girls love "Ethnic Santa" who sits on the hearth. We have quite a few pictures of the grandgirls sitting with him. He never seems to mind. Sometimes as we pass through the den we'll come on one of the girls taking a few quiet minutes sitting on the hearth and visiting with him.
And of course, Grasshopper had to get back on for another ride.