you know how some parents are obsessed with certain things in your childhood...i've learned that mom is obsessed with our holiday card. my first year, i was only 10 days old when they took me to the park all wrapped up in a blanket and a santa hat with my bear, "mr. happy." last year, i was just one year old and there was a snow storm and it must have been zero degrees out and super windy. i hated the snow, i hated my snow suit and boots and they bundled me all up to go take a silly picture. THIS year, mom and dad had been so busy, that we didn't get out until just a few days before christmas and some of our friends were about to start celebrating their holiday, hanukkah. it was 8 o'clock at night and we headed out, yet again, after a snow storm all bundled up to try and find a place for our picture. it turned out that we had a picture almost the same as last year because after 2 hours of trying to pick the perfect place (according to mom), the perfect lighting (according to mom), the perfect pose (according to mom) and getting the perfect smiles and angles (yeah, you know), daddy told mommy that was enough. this was our shot for 2008! i look pretty cute, don't i!?
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