merrry Christmas, and happy football playoffs (and new year)
This was a pretty sweet Christmas. Last year Otis was only 9 months old and a bit too young to get the concept of Santa and snowmen and reindeer and presents and tons of food that isn’t necessarily good for you but sure tastes great. This year was different, and grandma and grandpa spoiled Otis with so many presents, it was overwhelming. We ate way too much, which I’m sure is the same story with …

