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Bryn was a funny little elf last night (fittingly for Christmas Day night). He slept for a couple of hours and then decided that was a very nice "nap" and toddled out to join Dave and I out in the lounge. He wasn't interested in feeding back to sleep but instead chose to amuse himself among his toys... Here he is balancing ON his trolley, something he decided was far more interesting than pushing the thing around - he decided that about a week ago... The cheeky bugger thought it was hilarious that mum was trying to convince him to get down, AS IF HE would fall out of the trolley, no way, not him!

Then he decided to listen to his trumpet music with "Bubba Disa"...

Does Bubba D look a bit horrified by Bryn's grip on her, or is it just my imagination???

Taking Bubba D for a walk... Supporting her head, of course, such a good little dadda!

Looky, Bubba D has an ear, just like little dadda! Here Bryn is saying "Eeer"

Telling Bubba D about his train...

Giving Bubba D a comforting huggle...

And then we move right along to today when my bro Mike came over for a belated Chrissy dinner... Here he is talking to Erik about Erik's new Batmas figurine...

Bryn showing everyone that Santa prefers trikes to sleighs these days...

Erik playing with his Bat Jet...

Luey playing with his Bat Mobile....

Luey showing Uncle Mike HIS Batman figurine....

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Anonymous said…
More great photos :) It's good to see a picture of your brother after all this time :)

baby Disa does look a little startled and concerned LOL Least she has access to air, only one nostril covered LOL

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