Most years we take a "Rock" picture out on the rock in
my parents back yard. This year it rained the whole weekend so a
rock picture would have been rather wet. Always willing to shake
things up, this year we stayed inside and used my mothers living room.
Christmas
This year we had Christmas at my mothers house. Christmas doesn't
make much sense to an eight month old so we tried to keep the shock and
awe to a somewhat reasonable level. Of course she loved the
packaging and paper way more than what they contained. (It takes
Nara a while to warm to new toys).
