Write a four line poem about: picture day.
I can't believe it's already been a month since Max turned one. This is getting a little ridiculous.
To celebrate (or because it happened to be happening today) we took him to see Santa for the first time. Max did not care for being held by a strange man in a red suit, but I think the picture they took with me holding Max next to Santa and Kat on Santa's lap might turn out okay. We'll see.
Work was pretty fun today, if a bit hectic at times. One of the local wineries had their Christmas party at the alley and I ran it on my own for the most part. There were around thirty bowlers and they were a good group.
Looking forward to spending tomorrow with my family.
He's fed, he's clean,
He's as good as he's ever been!
Capture this fast,
Because it surely will not last!