The holidays are upon us, and, as usual, we feel busy and lucky and stuffed with baked goods. The first real snow storm happened this weekend, and we discovered that this year Graham is ready to love the snow, as long as he can wear his baseball hat under his snow hat. 

Happy Holidays to our friends and family. We are headed to Utah this week; here's hoping we'll have a lot of pictures to post when we get back. 

Una and G and Curious George

Boy with cake (and new Boston hat)

Me, proud mama, with cake

Presents!

G with Unkie Trav

This year we had a pretty relaxed birthday for Graham (which means no video). Breakfast came first, and we celebrated then with Travis and Ryan (the unkies, as G calls them). Later that night, a few neighborhood friends came over for pizza and a subway cake. 

I made Graham an Orange Line train cake for a reason. First, my mom was great at making birthdays special, and I want very badly to keep that tradition. Second, every day since school started this fall, G and I have stopped at the bridge and waited for the trains to come by. When one heads our way, we wave and yell in the hopes the driver will see us, wave, and honk. If she or he does, we dance, hug, and celebrate. If there is no honk, I watch G trying really hard not to show his disappointment. It's just one of those magical accidents, this little routine we have grown into with each other. I know it will be gone someday soon, and this cake I made celebrates and memorializes it. It's one of the examples of how wonderful it is to watch him grow.