Trent, Christine and I survived our first Christmas together, although it's been a rough week with Trent battling another ear infection that causes him to have awful screaming fits. He's probably screamed more this week than in the rest of the six months that we've known him.
Christmas morning was fun watching the little guy jump right into the wrapping paper, but the day was too rushed with all the driving - especially with his ear wreaking havoc on his (and our) sleep schedule.
As I suspected, there was some SoxandPhils paraphernalia under the tree, but there were two differences this year: I did not get Christine any Phillies items, and nobody got me any Red Sox stuff.
Well, we did get a SoxandPhils item, but it came from the North Pole and was addressed to the whole SoxandPhils family. It was a bib that says: "I'm not torn, I root for the Sox and Phils" with pictures of Trent in his Sox and Phillies garb. Trent also got Christine a mouse pad for work with a picture of him wearing his Ryan Howard shirt with his Mom. It says "Mom and I have plans 162 days a year. Go Phils!"
Santa also brought Trent a Phanatic doll. As you can see, he loved it. He's partial to stuffed green toys. The Grinch is his favorite.
Balancing out the day, he received some Red Sox stuff from my sister - a nice ABC book that teaches him important words such as Impossible Dream, Green Monster and Pesky's Pole and a Red Sox ornament for the tree.
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