We spent Christmas day at my parents house in Van Nuys. You might notice a duck in Dan's stocking in the first photo -- it was a gift for our first born, who very much enjoyed it when we got home that night, as you can see in the last photo. And, yes, he has already destroyed it, but he spent a few good hours enjoying the duck sounds it made as he "killed" it (mercifully -- he told me that the duck had a very painful, terminal disease). It was a balmy and sunny day in the valley, so photos surrounded by orange trees in the bright California sun seemed more appropriate than standard Christmas fare (ha ha east-coasters!). Little Sloane's Christmas best was a bit warm, so no Santa hat for her.
We had a fabulous meal (as usual) and, though exhausted from a strenuous day of turkey and pie eating, made it to a movie that night (Charlie Wilson's War). Seems to be the Ross-Dan-Shane tradition to see a Julia Robert's movie on Christmas (a few years ago it was Mona Lisa Smile), so tune in this time next year to find out what (crap) we see next December. (sigh, you KNOW I love it.) Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night!
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